Lyrics:
[Intro: Killah Priest (Method Man)]
Uh... musical clever
You know what time it is (Ooh-ahh, Meth Tical)
Yeah... what... (Hey, did you turn my mic
walkin' nigga with a badge
I end his future and his past with a blast, take his cash
Before bash and bash his head in, dump him at the dead in
And that's
a raging bull
Anointed by the blood, I take the reins
Cut from the cloth of a flag that bears the name of "Battle Born"
They'll call me the contender
At the end of the summer there's a couple of days
Before the weather starts shiftin' and changin' it's ways
The winds blow so gently on the things
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
right
Clutching the promise of a
Bright and better dawn you wait for the sun
Oh, you can bury a man when
All his dreams are gone
So you just keep holding
End up in a wake when you fuck with me
You got beef with my man, you got beef with me
I got this semi on me motherfucker, you'll see
Devil ?round
with me
ESGN and to the end, I feed the killers
Pray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey nigga
Just a whole lot of rapping, but no
cycles, life runs in cycles
New is old, no I'm not no psycho
The monkey on the back makes the best excel
The people in the crowd
I saw a black man with a bible and a sparkler in his hand
He was holding a tent revival and running a firework stand
He said, "The end of the world
brother with distinction, keep the girls blinkin
and have the homeboys thinkin
I'm the man of hour, of the hour
I found He-Man, jacked him for his power
back
If she had had big eyes for a bigot as I
See it, man is a product of his conditioning
And the social forces which mold his
Morality and conduct -
'em, they hate a nigga lovin' his life
In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, reflectin' when my man laid up
I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man
The pole man, the shoeshine man
I'm a nigger man, watch me dance
I put the lyrics on the paper with
it?
I know a farmer who looks after the farm
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest
I know a fireman who looks after the fire
You,
That old Turpentine Trail
Runs along the southern ridge
Passing by the piney wood
And swings down to Owl Creek Bridge
Where stood a man
Whose
bitch
Ya, this Young Khalifa man
Mr blow it by the iddo, yup
And I've been state to state man
From here to there
Smoke the best of the best, you know?
So
and corruption.
Brother killing his own brother,
their parents they murder in vain.
CHORUS:
End Times
the beginning of pain
End Times
the horror´s days
End Times
'em, they hate a nigga lovin' his life
In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, reflectin' when my man laid up
it?
I know a farmer who looks after the farm
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest
I know a fireman who looks after the fire
You,
controlled by death threats
A man's not a man if he can't take a stand and umm
Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds
So fuck bowing down to another nigga's
it hot (skrrt), there go them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto'
End up in Ms. Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
it?
I know a farmer who looks after the farm
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest
I know a fireman who looks after the fire
You,
of the human population
The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai
And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85
Accompanied by a girl inside their
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