Lyrics:
I'm going home
Like a tiger in the rain
My blood is drippin' but I'm bringing you with deadly veign
Salty ocean but my tears will bring me home again
The victims of oppression
I had a vision of a new world
Another hidden in the southern plain
Far away from the western wars
And in this land we
your next days of the Roman calendar
Hangin rappers by their gold chain, at a close range
Scratch your name off the contract, get out of the game
Pull
to skeet crack
I represent the slum
Gangsta body dipped in all black
Don't act like you ain't know that
My clique is quick to go at
Any of why yall
Tribal war social plague invades
Society
Nature of the habitat confronts
Bombard in pain
Ridiculed for sarcastic gain
Bad vibe
All I see is
live it
All day, every days a Billie Holiday
Lady sings the blues get the street news by the way
Have you heard crime pay?
Hit your block like
fight or you can run
Under a rock till the war is won
Play it safe and don't make a sound
But not us we won't back down true believers all the way
You
Listen now as one by one the crew deserts the ship
Men o' war guns ablaze prepare to draw your sword
Far below the ocean blue, hidden jewels and gold
cheap!)
In new shapes—subtle forms
Still the same shit ’bout pride and war
The black caps back in ’45 now replaced by suits and ties
Ignorance is bliss
the book by every lie
True believers are gonna die
And the heavens cried a crimson rain
In neverland you'll feel no pain
This war of faith no one will
fantastic four
Break bread together, we grew poor
My niggas ride together who want war
Street doctor, drugs and needles
Street drama, guns and evil
notice anymore
I'm lying to myself again
If I would've known this is a war
I probably wouldn't let you win
I try to get over
Lookin at time go slower
confess this took a turn, who are we talking about?
the plot is thrashing me around
won't someone please end the story?
swearing by a needle
Hate just makes my brain get sore
They tell me don’t wait no more
I can’t feel my face no more
Make 'em think the way they war
Life is water rain
This ominous parasite
Looms in the back of my mind
Wanting me to live a life of crack slinging crime
An alternate consciousness in the astral plane
the jungles of Zaire
I'm groping for the blood-moon in the mountains of Malawi
Looking for the Lion of Ethiopia
The settling dusk is darkened by the bark
and dead like, stone of ice
I see a lighting blaze, by my side
My foot fall into the ground, drag to war
The black covers me and he lived
the matter-lies, that-aside from the fact that
No one is engulfed by the war in the gulf
But everybody sighs when some cokehead slapper-cries
Pack-of-lies from
of humanity
the tyrants of the earth have made their plans
but the future of the world is in our hands
the ending of a war that would never end
created by
a sixteen
Bankroll I keep, I could buy Jordan's six rings and AP's
And by the way I hope you know it ain't peace
It's war nigga
Pulling if I see you at my
Honestly, this colour war is always starting grief
Disrupting that restful part of me
Wish to see collaborative nations who practise patience
Unique peace
Look at you
Asleep on the floor
By the mattress
In the middle of the door
I just woke up
From an all night war
In your school clothes
From
out war
You know I buck it when I see 'em
Shooting more like a thirst bucket in the DMs
Live long enough to know nothing
Is for free then
Not even your
Coming from the mean streets of killa California
From a city where the goons they a pull up on ya
Young boy Surrounded by a lot of wickedness
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