Lyrics:
In these days of darkness
Ruled by fear and hate
Struggling with our conscience
Only serves to defeat
Giving up is no answer
Giving in proves no
""The orders given The time has come to kill Dispatched in silence Commanded by psychotic will TIME TO DIE Systematic Genocide time to end your life
Thought we were friends but now I'm not sure
Yeah you broke my heart and now I need a cure
Hop into the Benz more like hop into the hearse
Feel like
I could make her fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now, then you should probably get familiar (get familiar)
So if you don't know
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
your eyes
That brand of woo you've been brewin'
Took me by surprise.
You witch, you witch,
One thing is for sure.
That stuff you pitch
Just
you say G.O.O.D. Music?
Can you say G.O.O.D. Music?
And we do's this.
Uhn. Get ready for the next dynasty nigga!
Finally Famous the album comin' soon
So part the seas and paint them red
Cure disease and raise the dead
Wash our feet and break your bread Jesus died so we could live
I don't need
me by my name
Barber shop, nail shop, hair shop, the same
They say, "Leikeli, baby, when you make it big, come back"
That's why I named my first
ten on this album, so forgive me for wanting just the one
It could be good, maybe we should make some music, some music not by John
I could sing
racing
When I'm thought erasing
All the bad times
That I had, raging
Facing what I have
Put me out dazed and
Fazed by what I had
Left me all razed in
Not
your eyes
That brand of woo you've been brewin'
Took me by surprise.
You witch, you witch,
One thing is for sure.
That stuff you pitch
Just
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
I'm thought erasing All the bad times
That I had, raging
Facing what I have Put me out dazed and
Fazed by what I had Left me all razed in
Not crazed
screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid
I'm livin' in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
was just the cure to
satify the need or to feel that
someone cares about us
someone cares about us
Everything is brighter or darker,
but you dont
time to walk by rivers
Got no more heat to cure the shivers
Holding fast holding strong
Holding on to this too long
Courage it withers
Under this cloak
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
When by the age of five
They found me walking into Clarksdale
Trying to keep my friends alive
No time for celebration
There was no known cure
resident
Resident supported by the speaker view
Want to feel it in your shoe
Let me show you how
Platform witnesses
Witnesses, show you to my show-lab
sanity
And infected core who rejects the cure
Open sores, voices of despair
Your control was won by madness
Your hate is agony
Obsession,
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