Lyrics:
incise
As the moon of blood arises
Your master orders you
Before the bleeding sun
We'll toast to the fallen one
As the black dawn greets up all
Guardians
Late night to the early morning
Waking up tired but I'm surely on it
Last night was a hell of a night
A hell of a sight
I better be satisfied
in my nation came to make a change
Live out my name, sustain The Grain, consider the strange deranged
Even insane in the brain, I felt the strain
say this man was the greatest fan
When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black
And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all
and even lasting a year
Yeah I made my mistakes, yeah I paid my dues
Hated by blacks, made enemies with jews
I was 7 years ahead of my time in '92
I said
I made a trip back to my hometown last week
For my grandparent's fifty year anniversary
It was black leather wingtips, and big bouffant hair
Your
Boy, all I see, is you and me
And all I do, is think of you
Yo, I remember when we met the whole scene was set
Backstage rockin' black shades
Two points opposing in negative space
(Who casts the light?)
And who's sucked into the black whole?
Is it possible light is cast by evil?
What's
protection from all them snakes
All for one one for all I was told
Black white yellow no matter if your young or old
Nana's in the house to let you know
Every day I get up
Put my black plastic security suit on, my gasmask
Leave the cellar and go to work
Afraid to be poisoned or trampled
By this
it
Enjoy yourself, yet by all means
Hold up a fist: red, black and green
Yes, the two are blackmen, we are performers
Say you don't dance,
growing, I don't know
If I even care to wake up
I know my fear will extend still
The inner workings of my mind
Can never sleep or calm my soul
The troubled
(Word Up)
(Hightower on the boards, knah what I'm sayin, my man Mo)
(Yo, but, there is a lot of negativity flowing through hip-hop these
days,
reason then I'm cuttin they throats
gettin the doe, all out yellin lets ride
my baby say lets do it big, I'm sayin lets do it live
Bling Bling, so we comin
Frau schaut wie
Ein Zombie ohne Make-up
Guck ich bin ein Rapstar, VIP for
Life, Frank zu dem white
So heißt auch BIG ich weiß
Das Geld in meiner Tasche
remains in
The brain of the LA zoo
Crooked cops and the government
Set the blueprint
For the gunmen, the black and the SN Goons
It's the life of the trife
sleep
Don't judge me i keep them two mgs
She's like some xannys in me
So please lil' soulja at ease
When you talk to me live my life up on the
Loose cuz'
Erick! Brother Lionel!
- Praise him - What's the word?
- Pastor Willcall, I presume
Are you still banging that girl that
Lives over by that lakehouse?
-
Time goes by so fast man
(Yeah-yeah)
Ten years makin' hits for y'all
Still feels like we liftin' off
It's Lebron showin' off
Blisters or poets
me
Oh yeah, let's get it (let's get it, yuh)
Had to get by with pennies
Twenties on twenties on twenties on twenties
I'll make a few milli', I
resorts to jargon
Scribbled like a suicide note
Like I'll stop
I show the beauty by a profile shot
Freeze, don't fret for the truth
Cause I'll pray till I
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