Lyrics:
the Questioning Child
The storm has gone, and the Wanderer is dead
I am become more...
I am the Viator
Master of paths, singer of wars
I am the Viator
I return
want to go to war!!!
[Master P]
No Limit mercenary killas, nigga wit army fatigues
Tattoos and gats, niggas gone off hennessy and weed
Colonel,
"Aaaaaaaah... I told you motherfuckers.
Now what the fuck is going on?
You done started a war here now it's on here."
Lil Fame speaks: All for this
hand...
aye, all sword fodder.
Entwined in war-fogs...
Entwined by war-spells...
Blessed in blood as raven-saters,
slake the thirst of steel burning
journey home.
Out beyond the desert
Across the mountains by the fall.
Servants who leave their masters house
Are walking all the way.
The golden fields
still wet on your face
And no one wants to pray for your safe journey home
Out beyond the desert, across the mountains by the fall
Servants who leave
journey home.
Out beyond the desert
Across the mountains by the fall.
Servants who leave their masters house
Are walking all the way.
The golden fields
Half important Passages
On scraped Mountain Faced
Maximus your Over taped out of place
Practices Are left shot by the Box Pro Activist
Cold stares Bolt
Breathing life to something larger
Seeking light when it was darker
Free our minds until we masters
War over the messenger
But never got the message
So much
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
War against the Demon Ravana was looked at as the only solution
Vibhishana the disgruntled brother of the Demon,
also joins hands with Rama Sainiya.
calm, let me move like Rahmadan
Speak one word then you're gone, drop like Hiroshimo bombs
Creation of this playing made by 36 Chambers
It's death by
Erykah Badu interview
It inspired the
Fuck out of me yeah, I love music, yeah
Yeah
Inspired by the great ones there before me
I thank the universe for
By the way, I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties
Be up on mad schemes that heat shop like Jiffy-Pop (Pop)
In a instant get smoked like
By the way, I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties
Be up on mad schemes that heat shop like Jiffy-Pop (Pop)
In a instant get smoked like
Leading the way
Those who have strayed were
Sought by the Master
He who once gave His
Life for the sheep
Out on the mountain
Now He is searching
their veins
Crumbling under the weight of it's magnificent void
I still don't know who is master and who is slave
Possessed by a Demon
Possessed by
was in pursuit of the truth like a slalom
Dodging these sergeants slave masters
Whether they cuffed or they
Feathered and tarred ‘em same shit
Different
sergeant
Slave masters whether they're cuffs or?
Same shit, different jargon
Same clip, different cartidge
Same whip, different master
Look closer we ain't
niggas actin up in the hood, send mo' troops
Why should I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggas fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin
war
Fall, break
Give yourself to me
Come down mountain
Rise up valley
This is the night
Bluegrass growing by the riverside
Sunbirds flying high
to the tune of you
Then you can say that you are my love too
Let my love shine through out the world
To every mountain top and steeple
Let it be felt by every
enjoy your life
Drink, party and screw
As Rome it stands on seven hills
Surrounded by forests and mountains
Untouched by wars it got preserved
From
(Mwa)
We're at Food war we're quitting Mc Donald (Grrrr)
They dont even knowin' my posit
She think my weapon the glock is
Pull out a knife cause today
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