Lyrics:
the discovery of beauty
How rich is the world for one who makes you for us to show
Beauty must have power over man, war
After the end of the war I want
Nothing seemed to break their friendship
They were always side by side
They fought for years
War seemed like an endless battle
But being together
There's
the Spirit as
The Savior of man
Would enter Jerusalem
As king on a donkey
Rejected by the Jews an
Betrayed by a friend
Thirty silver pieces
Silent before
right
I'm ready for war
Young Hova, holla yeah
I got the fifth, niggas
You have to pick niggas off of the ground
When I pick niggas off with
breed bleed like humans
Towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants
Shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty
“ Green paint “
“ First Chorus “
“ First Chorus “
It’s been a nice day
When I’m at the war way
I’m by self and you hided beside a hide friend
the discovery of beauty
How rich is the world for one who makes you for us to show
Beauty must have power over man, war
After the end of the war I want
the discovery of beauty
How rich is the world for one who makes you for us to show
Beauty must have power over man, war
After the end of the war I want
the discovery of beauty
How rich is the world for one who makes you for us to show
Beauty must have power over man, war
After the end of the war I want
will I be accepted by the brotha man?
Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose
The righteous and the high, look in
so you don't ask anymore
You don't really want what you asking me for
It's a war (uh), when it's on it's on
Doin' wrong (what?) 'Til I'm gone
so you don't ask anymore
You don't really want what you asking me for
It's a war (uh), when it's on it's on
Doin' wrong (what?) 'Til I'm gone
whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
a war since when
You can't make money like us coz when you break bread you go dem man
When we eat we circle it back like we all link friend
Just seen your
a war since when
You can't make money like us coz when you break bread you go dem man
When we eat we circle it back like we all link friend
Just seen your
pear blood a run
Everybody tun a shotta, every man want a gun
Ghetto youth a end up like Biggie
Pac and Big Pun every man want a gun
I think wе want
they we’re like ten when ya gonna send
I’m like a villain In da sequal
I come at da the end
If I find infinity gems
Funky Dee can’t
you lay the bullet proof vest
On your bed when you rest, like it won't bring you closer to your end
The causing of rest through the cousin of death
by the shell
Man most of these nigga’s fake as hell don’t want to ever see you excel
But even with the skin of caramel
I ain’t never been incarcerated
corruption
The sins of man
God's Word reveals
The time draws near
When will this happen
You will see
There'll be wars and rumors of wars
There'll be wars
the end do you really think you're gonna save the day
By taking a bullet and fighting another man's war
Save yourself before it's too late
Your allegiance
The Art Of War
Appear weak when you are strong and strong when you are weak
The supreme Art of War is to subdue the enemy without fighting
If you
right in the alley by the store
Cry over bodies then put more bodies on the floor
Shootouts with rivals was only happy when he scored
Fighting these wars
Yuh nuh wan war wid mi
(War wid mi)
Uh, I opened my own door
Independent without a deal
By 45 I retire ...
After a couple mills
From the beginning
I
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