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walked away with our fists full
Of broken dreams

Conquered by the winds of emotion 
And as we looked around it was all torn down
Here we stand with

Hello you, strange little world
Never got touched by any soul before
Look at it´s beautyful face
Fear from unknown, powerful breath of the new

It´s

Gladiator

Common

Universal Mind Control [UK/Japan Version]

2008

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

[Chorus]
Nothing you can do [Repeat: x4]

They say he's a radical, he don't fit the game
A heart full

got the heart of a fighter
The mind of a writer, feet of a glider
Fists to admire, ones that hits higher
I’m passion mixed wit desire
When it comes down

your day is through
I put a fist through my enemies leaving a scar
Nothing compared to all the damage caused by what you are

All you ever do is give me

the dream
If she can't see your better homie leave her for the team
Dam bitch that's what I said
Twin fucking glocks and they full of led
I'm take your ass

By reefer clouds and bottles
In and out of county jail
This is hell, see the young black males in packed cells
With they heads down
And they fists

Heeeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Daddy's home sweetheart
It seems that the dreams for the children on the block
Has gone from love, to a thug, with a million dollar watch
You see

blind punch in the mist
Now deceased
You've been kissed by the beast

Shot fire shot that you missed
Love crushed love like a bug in your fist
Hat full

full of fire and chants and screams
And you're trapped in a spell of cowardice and dreams

Is it the glove, is it the fist
You're gonna wear it if it

And breaking doors with a master key
Shotgun what I yell hit the road trip
Fist full of dollars like an old spaghetti western
No staff like a broken scepter
One

one by one
Up the chimney

You're a vile one, Mr grinch
You're a nasty wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk mr

loving the players
Staring at the crowd and with sudden aware
With a sea full of bodies, fists pumping the air
Where I want to be when my heart quits

And the liquor always drowns me
My mind is way too big
And this fist's coming at you full speed
I got a big mouth
Don't wanna see me when I'm angry
I know I don't

nobody throwing fists though (Ain't nobody throwing fists though)
Coming at you with the switch
Give the world a little glimpse
Close your eyes this shit

taunting me louder
Hunting me in my dreams, as I sleep
Wake up to see it creeping on me
So I punch it down and then punch them walls
My fists are fit but my

thing when the mind state flips

If you don't mind my fists were made for shaking
As things may seem, I'm slowly fading
The bad dream team in the halls

Dripped out linkin' with my twin like we Gogeta
Lotta' ice slidin' out the box, it's a full freezer
Steady out here chewin' up these beats, I'm

Hocus Pocus

Jamie T.

Kings & Queens

2009

thieves,
Three queens and broken dreams,
A bottle full of trouble and a gambling fiend.

As I came to I looked for you in the cupboards and the drawers,

their all dead or in jail So now what do you think were gonna do 


Hook 

Just tryna live out my dreams and leave a legacy they keep killing us in

a daydream
Maybe I'm an otter with a brain freeze
Belly full of mollusk like damn that's tasty
You can catch me by the wharf
Treasure map tucked in my shorts

I said leave me full of regret
Yet
Everyone else says the same thing
Living their life in a day dream
Book of redemption can't save me
I am at fault

anti-mass, antecedents, aftermaths
Anterograde mimesis burning bodies in the past
Hand by hand, fist by fist, erected by decree of the checklist
Sovereign over

Fell In love wit darkness ain't Know which corner to Shine

Pocket full of change
Meaning
Cellular full of dimes

Era where some niggas through