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live, the less I care
And in the end I'll die
Unhappy, unsatisfied
It's time to end this fight

The noose tied around my neck
Won't let me live my life

a good girl
She's a good girl
And she go like dey for my side
Till the morning time
O woah o woah
She got my hands tied to my bed
Man I'm so surprised
This

​We are tied by the blood shed
By those who wanted us dead
She brought color to my bleak world
Through maddened love which was unfurled
Though I can't

all choose a role
And then the role

Limits the choices
That we can make
Same one is on
The chess board

The pieces are limited
By the rules
Can't jail

to do
The sidewinder sleeps by my head everynight
Trying to keep me awake

Though my thoughts are tied to your memory
My hands are clean
I'm quite sure

chance, to stop repeating the mistakes made by our hands
Stand up the time is right now the clock is ticking yeah it's no time to lie down
And no matter

naked
I respect that you have standards I'm not asking you to settle
I can do bad by myself I want someone who makes me better
I'm not into playing games

the rack on rhyme 
Spitting my spliff on a dime 
Catch'em slippin' like sketchers
And now they hands 
Are running out 
Like it's time

Paint a picture like

by these thoughts of how I should be a better person
Homie that's blood on my hands
I can hear that shh dripping
Got me thinking
We've been sticking

thinkin' it when it ain't a thing (ah)
I don't really get to spend time with me much
Surrounded by hands, sometimes the last thing I need is touch

You

Fake smiles and grapevine lies
We got a few more miles on this transit ride
Hand outs are mine
Your too late and whine
cnd when the push comes

Heat of the Moment

Killah Priest

Priesthood

2001

[Killah Priest]
It's time..

I'm tied up in the basement, blindfolded by nine soldiers
With rare paintings and fine sculptures, they spoke blatant

Bashed in
By the master
Can't even imagine
A mashup with raps landing
Like mine and my boy B Boyd's in tandem

Even with our hands tied
We can beat 'em by

Hand
Cuz you left like my dad why it Hurting so bad 
Only time I feel peace is when this Scope is attached to your throat 
Fantasize make  you choke

slowly with the western light

I can see him now when my eyes are closed
The lights turned down and the music low
Living in a house where only the devil

slowly with the western light

I can see him now when my eyes are closed
The lights turned down and the music low
Living in a house where only the devil

pretty much alive


VERSE
The others come from all corners
And bring their children by the hand
They claim that big changes
Will arrive  in the times that

in my dreams
I can change you
My hands are tied and my face is turning blue
Mhm
Mhm
Mhm

No Clue

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

guaranteed to pump 
And give crews exactly what they want 
No time to front 
Come flyin' from the begin 
For my time 

[Defari:] 
I know kids weekdays

but their all tied in by love 
Would you rather 
Be my wife or my queen ?
I know it's all semantics 
But let's 
Let's have something crazy 
Like Bobby

Drown in you
I always do 
Feels like there's nothing left          to lose 
Hands are tied 
Time is wasted 
These days are vacant as my lifeless eyes

the road hit the gravel
Diamonds on me no bedazzle
Live like a queen in my castle
All of my exes are cancelled
And I'm tryna lead by example

So won't you

Woahhh
Luxury living
Fast cars and women
Don't be mad cos I'm tryna get it
Got my mind on a mission
Can't waste time is ticking
Been on the grind

walk to the distant land of shadows
Where the dead gather, where love never matters
Cynical ways are shattered
See I survived my battles
I hope this