Lyrics:
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
the blood has fingers
And the fire spills ashes
This world is for me
Where no one expects the peace
I don't know the earth
I travel 'cause I'm sad and damned
Cause it a stay in the constellations
cnd every thing a started by this
Honey down in a me wildness she told me
Go back to the roots of our journey
Oh
'Babe, that's what I thought'
I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
this for me
Questioned if it was right or wrong
Brought you on this emotional journey like a ride along
Things are just so different now mainly because
It's a better days ahead
Unu hear
Dreams come true
Brothers and sisters
It's everything you want
You've to get
Fire burn the wicked people
Fire burn
Say my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants and
Do the Rockaway
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood
than Ronaldinho
We'll be making 10 tens the dough
Multi-Platinum albums and sold out shows
My journeys been like a magic trick Pen and teller
I
fit for my own time
Best under danger, flames in the hangar, breakin’ out the daggers, fire from the chamber
Big by design, but I shine on the front
the sun, still burning with the fire inside
Once alone again, silent stares for our last journey home
Shine glorious tonight, still blinded by
Horry
Everybody hate on Young Tru boy
Cause they know that the nigga on fire fire fire fire
Rap phenomenon, soon as the album drop
artists don't eat
o'er Ultima Thule.
[Old Northlander war-song, found in the ancient scrolls of Volmyr]
The Final Part of Voryn Helmsmiter's Journey to the Ice
of America New York to be exact. Like to shout out DJ
Honda
this is KRS One with Doe V.
KRS One:
I open fire with lyrical gats for opening acts
It's been a long time coming
Too long, too long
It's been in the making a quarter century
But it's here now, it's here now
If by time you hear this
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
your face
Yes am missing your gaze again.
Take me by the hand and we can journey to freedom
Take me by the hand and we can journey to freedom
Take me by
The wisdom of our fallen is written in the stars
Fields of every element are obstacles in turn
Over water, earth and fire does our journey venture on
Never
venerated place
Enveloped by all of the colour out in space
Moon and time go forth
Stars are dreamed of 1000 times or more
Journey to the core
Will you make
8th gear
I hate fear so I walk in the fire, like an unsuspecting sinner in the after life
I do what I don't like
I know if I don't work today my future
Candles calmly burning
In the darkness before morning
Yet before the table turning
You'll be parting for the journey
And for the record
Its still
It's nice here by the fire
Your heartbeat in my ear
The night grows silent there's nothing left to fear
And I'll be alright when
Your voice is
It's nice here by the fire,
Your heartbeat in my ear
The night grows silent there's nothing left to fear
And I'll be alright when
Your voice is
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