What can you do, when you've been left for dead? Anger and hate fills my lungs, they win. I..m on the edge of my sanity - I'm punching through these walls
nine to five like I can earn my own salvation But there is no condemnation in You Oh wisper to me now it's for real 'Cause in the silence of these walls
T.A 10 minutes ( Verse1 ) As I fall deeper into a manic state, I'm a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict trait. Blood pressure
York Switched trains a writer can't get fame in New York Internet and Wall Street got paid in New York Poor folks and workin class got slayed in New York Even still
message If all these fake thugs little test they'd get an F I'm all on the screen Will still get respect Ain't chewing on no bubble gum But grill still
"You ain't a crisp like Snoop, you ain't a blood like Game" And I was speaking on Game without knowing him But now, you know a lot of these dudes jump
of Brooklyn blood as a halogen Standing on Flatbush, hollering with my hooligans Unify my styles like the Russian and the [unverified] I'm platinum plus and you're silver still
by the riverside There's an old stone wall There time stands still But the water still falls And there nothing much changes But the seasons still change
of survivors Tried in the fire Will you stand Will you stand in the path of the strong man To be counted for all you believe Will you stand with the
planted God only knows, a blood rose grown and listen These are the true demon flowers These are the true demon flowers Stand back everyone, blood black everyone Blood black, stand
that shine so bright Shall not live on bended knee, shall not lay down our arms While we stand These iron shields are raised, armed brothers together we stand
of all our fears Throughout these blood-red years For land, for faith For that eternal thirst within, that we pray for death to fill For revenge, for hate, For these
'cuz that's my style And these are the days of wild, hit me (Hold onto your wits) These are the days of wild (Hold onto your wits) These are the days
to spread through out the globe. It is not yet confirmed by officials what is causing these horrific events, but it is suggested by certain sources, that these
The new age is upon us And yet the past refuses to rest in its shallow grave For those who hide behind the false image of the son of man shall stand before
} [They try to] we bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x4) {DJ Paul: talking} hahaha y'all niggas still don't understand nigga
on these trees The ? ? I get from these trees'll take your leg up off You chokin from exhaust You lost up in the sauce You stand against the wall Don'
You'll have your reasons again and again For letting them go, for letting them go Oh, stand by the wall Watch as they shoot you down Blood onto stone They're still
