Lyrics:
brainwaves of my mind
One man's glory is another mans hell
You're on the outside,never bound by such a spell
Together in the darkness,alone in the light
The political course of an original boss
Sent by the Lord with a cross, giving you the cost
Step outside your box, get that mind unlocked
Time to stock, when you
follow me
Come come and see my wifey
Na beautiful baby oh Adamma ah
See the way she's looking so simple
Original woman na African baby oh Adamma ah
She too
the light gets in
Caught in my own path
From original sin
Ain't too late
World can wait
Ain't too late
For love to change
Ain't too late
World can wait
wchodzi na arbuz, niejeden dostanie od tego udaru
Było tu takich paru, co trochę się zagalopowało
Nie dobrze, Original Roadman, styl życia w kontrze
Dlatego
(Celý, celý to ovládám)
Salutuj, když jdu nahrávat (Uhm)
Nějakej zmrd ti prodá gram? (O-OG, aah)
Nemůžeš koupit originál (Aah, status)
808, 303
909, mám v
Original sin
In the garden of existence,
Hanging from temptation's tree
A carnival of mutations
Growing from man's fated seed
Leza, Marasu, Chiuta
mine
So many sick ass letter combinations I peg rhymes
Blew my EC advance on a PC and grams
DC and PS2 games, grow lights and plants
Crops done by
of light, laugh to afterlife
Earthly primitive disturbing images
Center of attention, feel my inner-tension
Conquest original, intent to purify spirit
Mother, these streets are too cold for me
I'm standing by your door
A plant under each arm,
let me move back in
Father, the last time you offered to teach
Move and stick
It's the original crook
Stomping through your army, what!
Gortex to your head
Keep your eyes shut
But, I'll take you in consideration
relationshipper
Damn right, I'm wit' her 20, 4, 5, she gettin' thicker
By the daily, as a child they couldn't fade me
Brotha, my league's speakin' the truth,
floor ya
Headz ain't ready got the Original Gunz and machetes
I Pen-dat ass to de-grass like I was Teddy
Cause brothas ain't ready for the fros
And that was '03 and now I've got this,
Straight up original, I ain't dealing with no remix,
Had it all planned out and the man dem was a part of it,
those who trick and lie
In the eyes, of the most, high
The pale-face, devil race, caucasoid germ
Grafted, from original, black man's sperm
fixed my crownAnd as I slept, he filled my mouth with ironHe said "Rinse out your mouth, with the medication spit it outIn the receptacle by your side,
In life, we struggle as individuals
A fine line between a cliche saying and something original
As if in death we left something residual
Behind
Yours. It's not theirs. It's not gods. It's not anyone's who presumes to own
You or the thoughts that make an original, shift all the subliminal brain
lead, I say
When it's dark fuck the dumb, I'm on the run
Go to the shack for somebody black that want to come
Original man in a swamp land habitat
Old
(Crooklyn style) be in yo
Damagin' your whole premises
Don't never diss
Cause here's your address
Cause me by yes, so come test me no
Like Patra, I got it
you better chill
Or getcha grill, piece, torn by the beast
You get the claws
Across your jaws
Hear the roars
Now we gonna lock the doors
Your trapped in
At least a couple of weeks since I last slept, kept taking sleepers
But now I keep myself pepped
Deeper still, that night
I write by candlelight, I find
vibratin' cause my bullet keep comin' out
Puttin' in work a nigga said by jar
While I'm trippin' and sendin' Slobs to the morgue (ahaha)
Elm Street
Just got
Always ending where I began
Adam left Eve the original sin
[Chorus]
Nothing ever felt quite as bad
Quite as sad
As it did the last time
Law
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