flat lands but they died along the way And they built up with their bare hands what we still can't do today And I know she's living there and she loves
So sing Singing sores make perfect swords So sing Singing sores make perfect swords Singing Swords Singing Swords do dowhip do-do
You told yourself something funny the other day You said you can't make you laugh. How can that be in your solid state? How can that be in your solid
Yeah, yeah yeah G. Rap that's gangsta (My life nigga) All of my life, I live I'll be thuggin' with you Thug it out baby, thug it out baby Don't stop '
ve got nothing to love Nothing to spill because oh, we're so innocent Oh, on the edge of Oh, oh, on the edge of I could have built you a house on the
in upon itself. Unscatched. I have not partaken. The X symbolizes my lifetime committment to live free from their poisons. I've built myself to last
you spill all your guts Embraced by the treasury The mind's in captivity I'm not your enemy Transporting all the guilt Forced mind activity Ignoring what was built
the boom blast boom spin, break but don't fake it That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas bloods I spill Took what they built, flippin' their
and murdering mankind a raging storm of violence ripping through all i despise destroyer of the masses an exploding bomb of hate unleashed upon humanity living
Those Winds I Shall Ride Living a life of dishonour Hoping in vain to touch happiness Day after day I've built a world of lies The dreams were my aim
live on a battlefield, hey, I live on a battlefield, can't go on, baby Tears and muddy water scattered all around me, babe, ooh yeah I live on a battlefield
years by a VAST EMPIRE OF DEATH and EMPIRE OF BLOOD: this was all after the Crucifixion: i uflow tou yeou: plhrhw xaritow kai elhyeiaw. So try to remove whatever may dream or spill
lands undone We bend and twist this broke mess, yet to see the sun And now soon you'll see the glory And I'm proof of living dead Destroy what you've built
Captain Ahab Facist takes more than pegleg's birds and eyepatches Learn that lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of them Wonder why you wept over spilled
fortress. The she-eagle is old, her mate was shot long ago, she is now mated With a son of hers. When lightning blasted her nest she built it again on
On thin strips of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction, Eruption of passion corrupts it Life lasting friendships involved Would love to cross the line But that's why we built
thin strips of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction, eruption of passion Corrupts if a lasted friendship's involved But love to cross the line but that's why we built
