Lyrics:
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the politically correct
cause thats a contradiction in terms
dont tell me about yer new manifesto
out of my face fucking pencilnecked nerds!
in your face so you
Never forget the way I'm rippin stages apart
Yeah
Put her on her knees and fuck her till she scream
Going through transmutation I
To sanctified places where in-house spirits
Will later wash away all traces, of their ill-spoken words
And complacent faces
And then, like their Minutemen,
to die
The dead ones formed a barricade nearly six or seven high
And right behind it there was I, afraid but safe and sound
I cried in vain for mercy
To sanctified places where in-house spirits
Will later wash away all traces, of their ill-spoken words
And complacent faces
And then, like their Minutemen,
of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red
Seems I got to have a change of scene
Every night I have the strangest dream
Imprisoned by the way it could have been
Left you on my own or so it
the trunk of the Chevy
There go another victim of a one-eight-seven
Who's the grim reaper wit'cha life in his hand
Even the toughest niggas run when my gun
of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red
they are true
About how girls're put upon by men.
I know I mustn't fall into the pit,
But when I'm with a feller, I fergit!
I'm jist a girl who
of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too busy havin' a headrush
Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red
I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no
rocks
Anticipating my incarceration
Media think I'm faking like mason
But when it comes to Mase
Fuck are Kelly i don't take it in the face
I find out
it
2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your prime
When faced with the final judgment of today
Who profited from
'sun-burn-babies' out
I'm Burning up, I understand
There's prolly not a chance in hell
Do me a solid,
Stay you, you do it so well
Todd English Pub
Seven seconds
Now, no land is beyond my claim when the land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you
a bird, it's a plane
It's a dream, it's a game
Be strong, have faith
It's all worth the wait
It's a light in the sky
That won't pass you by
It's
not pretty when it hits you in the face.
Hey, come on let's play a song.
Two or three or four.
Five or if you want more.
Or maybe you got
when the reckoning arrives
Crowds grow denser by the second
As we near the center of the town
And they dig a trench right in the main square right
a plane
It's a dream, it's a game
Be strong, have faith
It's all worth the wait
It's a light in the sky
That won't pass you by
It's a prayer, that you
Have I told you 'bout the case
Of the man who had no face? (Sure I have)
His wife suspected something
That's why she brought me in
We arranged
bought a watch, to time your beauty
But I've had to fit a second hand
I've bought a calendar, and every month
Is taken up by lover man
'Cause we love
to serve shake, now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road, call it 3rd Bass
Big ass face, chop you in your laugh face
Shoot his ass, aim defense is
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