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ben menachum, yo

Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud
Perished in my heart still cherished and loved
Stripped of our pride, everything we lived
war
Wicked stampeding hordes
Kirisute gomen

I will never be what they
Want me to
I live by my own path in life
No turning
Back now, I won't be held
Our will be done

From your knees arise
By your own hand, your god you scribe
The earth shall inherit the meek
Your god is dead

Bound down, in
burn
Our will be done

From your knees arise
By your own hand, your god you scribe
The earth shall inherit the meek
Your god is dead

Bound down,
you're to blame
Ruled by your bitter creeds
An ordered mind, my constitution
Left me on my own
Aggravating your solution
Running blood from stone
pride
In our Holocaust
Now it's my creed
I'm from a stronger breed
My ancestors indeed had to bleed
Whipped 'till they were freed
And now
I look back
want to be a better man

There's no new leafs left for me to turn over
I'm in a prison built by my own hands
I pray at last I've found salvation
You make
syllables simmer for every criminal 
In prison whose an individual lose that struggle 
My stories burst niggaz bubbles, make new niggas mumble 
Ready
of flame
I built a prison in my own subconscious
There's nothing else left
Nothing else left to blame
Nothing else left

Emerging from the wreckage
see the stars a lot
But rappin', drinkin', and goin' to prison you see them bars a lot
I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart
really see the stars a lot
But rapping, drinking, and going to prison you see them bars a lot
I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart
We have been creed of sin we will cast our cares to the wind
You will behold his greatness with your own eyes
The worship of a false hypocrisy
I've been in
I gonna follow the straight and narrow if I can just get my parole
And the Tennessee women's prison won't own my soul
Cause I'm livin' in
forth by the screams of my enemies
I am the plague that shall grace you with an early grave
Exterminate bring you all into damnation
In an orgasmic
You lay awash and undecided
You're at the mercy of my moody tides
Why don't you drop your
Cosy creed of solid thoughts
And change your point of view
By
ben menachum, yo

Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud
Perished in my heart still cherished and loved
Stripped of our pride, everything we lived
ben menachum, yo

Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud
Perished in my heart still cherished and loved
Stripped of our pride, everything we lived
and pale

A colour you bought at a junkie's yard sale
Stop your cryin', stop your cryin'
Well I'm lazy now-the summer crazy farm is all I own with...
My
Gypsy road. Welcome to your dreams.
Oh oh oh, Gypsy road.

Living by my own rules. A rebel yell and a rebel creed.
Keep your life simple. Try not
My motor, my thrills, I needed my space
My prison, my drugs, let's go to my place
Ain't been there lately
Ain't been there lately
Ain't been there
are all in one

I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his
I've created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison

(And I said oh) So I
ben menachum, yo

Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud
Perished in my heart still cherished and loved
Stripped of our pride, everything we lived
seize the time x2
On the first day of my life I opened my eyes
Guess where with superstars surrounded by luxury-eagers
I need a prison I need a hot
Rise from the flame
I've come undone
Born of a bad sign
As black as the night sky
The endless darkness heaves
A prison, built of our own flesh