Lyrics:
within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread
I've been examined
seconds left in the game
The Dream team led by one
They knew if they could freeze the ball
The Jacksons would be done
Just then the four young Jackson boys
in this planet
I'm Driving by and I get out of my car
I stop and stare at a shooting star
We're laying down, we look into the sky
And then i turn
another Chester in there that's like wants to take me down. Being with other people, like being a dad, being a husband, being a bandmate, being a friend,
unmasked;
Is this the only way? And we're the ones who have means
To show us the new light being in dusk?
Step into the dark,
Over the edge of our world,
of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, 'round three
I told you not
by myself so I don't think I'mma answer
I'm fresh to death, I'm in the zone.
I checked my head, but no one's home.
The mood is right, the party is on.
A long empty spot
Some guy urging me not
To crumble there on the kitchen floor
Three sets of eyes
Two yet to rise
19 stories down the lift to the door
When
disgusting. Would you please put it down? a stray in this fray is no condom worth saving, as king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe
and
everything, sir!
The Brian in Jail Scene
(BRIAN wakes up with a smile on his face to find himself being dragged along a
cell corridor by TWO GUARDS.
[Hook]
We kicking down doors and taking it all
Then leave them appalled
It ain't nothing personal, just evening the odds
We stepping out the dark
Fun at all out here in the hall
Mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it
Nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being
Hope flound compound off round White rock
Ballin like Earl man i go in his high tops
Third eye cyclops, beaten down by five cops
Left for dead and it
fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
Young General these niggas gotta spray for
You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Ro'
Mane that beef shit is
BODIES
bodies just keep hanging on don’t they
till that last breath is gone
myths abound in dark rooms
holy wars waged over sweet perfumes
sucking
to the new PlayStation 2
I can't help it if the club
Only packin' a G
And the fire marshal want to
Shut it down in 3
And you ballin' as* niggaz
Whose
look alike, right?
Who am I to spook that and sit by your door and let this uzi fly?
Freedom of death, you need to respect
The souls of all
teaching
Put the guns down before you get Gunned down
Aye aye aye
Keltec out the backpack go pap pap
Hellbent in all black no turnin back Back
Hot-lead make
Ain't too much talking I pull out the semi
Niggas talk down but they really want to be me
So many clips I think I need a emmy
Walk in the bank I got
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
being dumb tonight
Ain't seen sun tonight (Sun is out, breh)
Sleeping by myself tonight (Wet pillow, bro)
Wanna go run tonight (Wanna run, bruh)
Kids
eyes, my being's door,
Reveal darkness, can't ignore.
Deep within, light's faint spark,
Tells of nights endlessly dark.
[Verse 3]
Aimless in fear's void,
deck
Trying to relieve ourselves from boredom
Two brothers starting
In their own interviews
Impersonating cartoons
Tasmanian Devil
Elmer FUD
Loony Tunes
through the sand
All the way to peace beyond war
(One, two, three, four)
But the trap of time in store will leave you waiting by the door
With a map that
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