Lyrics:
perfect all the time
She sexy by design
I don't pull up for nothing
But your body dey make adey run and shouting
Big Butty gal fun fooler op3d3 oba me d3
remain flameless
Cause I take all the fire when I'm comin in to flame shit
Losing my patience
Always on the track like a train is
And I'm the true
peasants, and old kings
Who sold everything, on a quest for god's divine
Slept in caves to get a clear mind
Who prayed three times, when the moon lit
Episode: IX
From Sage Daelun's "Chronicles of Antediluvia", volume XVIII:
Episode I: The Fall of the Shadow-King
Episodes II & III
On time, I'm not overly tryin'
But on tracks like this, a bit of soul is required
It's been too long, but I been stokin' the fires
Still comin' with heat
Fire's on, blazin' hot trails at night, barren ville
Shotty still collaborating on tracks with Bobby Steels
Generate a mil, Killa Bee law, kill or be
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
ma t3llmat
7bibti ga3ma b9at fia wakha ch7al bkat o ndbat o ndmat
Fmosi9ti kanhdr 3la lwa9i3 3ndi f kol track rissala
Ntouma mawadi3kom m7douda 3tini rap d
Holy city fraud
Winding down the road
There’s ghosts behind the trees
A line of flares lights
Faces by the curves
Of Blood Alley
I don’t mind
T3EZ me
You will get checked just like ID
You will get wrecked just by me
Catch me in the pub, doing tai chi
No I'm not a toy, don't try me
Catch me
on the inside track
traveling through time taking hip-hop back
taking it back (x3)
Check the rhymes the style and the literature
as the Rhythm evolves you'll see
Gave it to me for free free free
Put it in my PC, track 16
When it got to 3 3 3
I got my lyric book, started barsing
Rhythm set my mind free free free
Please don't cry, for the ghost and the storm outside
Will not invade this sacred shrine nor infiltrate your mind
My life down I shall lie if
Please don't cry
For the ghost and the storm outside
Will not invade this sacred shrine
Nor infiltrate your mind
My life down I shall lie
on wired
Look at my life that's triumph
Running till I see Zion
Break it down by the ion
Take back the kingdom that's the time I'm on
Mind Over Body,
You turn to stone
Medusa's in your sight
I tell you why
Rearranged by the ages gone by
You can change it
Sacred mind
We build a new
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
those rainy days
To put it inside a picture frame
We rambled on the fires strong in you and me
From St. Antoine through sacred ground
To Escalante desert
Turn it up ya feel the beat
Spit that fire bring the heat
Smoke until you cough n wheeze
Raise the roof get off the seat
Leave my mark call it beast
taken
By Wilson and GOONS for hire
Taken from their sacred Land
And laid down on a bed of fire
Reign of terror
Sweeping this sacred land
Reign of terror
But I’m wakin’ from the sedative
And I remember wounds
Like that night I was used by
Older boys I trusted
They were all in lust with
Seein’ how bein’
the same after three months in the grave
And then you wondered where it went to
As I reached for you, but all I felt was shame
And you held my lifeless
Was stuck on red feared the feedback
I was out of ma mind time was passing by
Things changed I'm on the Go cuz today I got time
I got time
I got time
I
Crunch time, chop chop, crumble, or grind
Eyes on the prize at my fingertips, one track mind
Crunch time, chop chop, crumble, or grind
Eyes
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