Heaven sent, hatred spent This mark's on my wall Words that cut you down to size Bring the ocean to your eyes Is it you, is it me Keep your cheap philosophy
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He didn't wanna call back, He didn't wanna crawl back, He could finally see, Time to get his wheels to loose up some, Start turning round. He didn't hear
Before this starts I just want to tell you That you could fuck us Love me, so I can relax So I can aim straight So I can do right for us I know you'
i've got a friend and she's a beauty i've got a friend and he's a cutie they should be friends, if you know what i mean it's all a part of my harebrained
He's won a conviction that he'll desrtoy the pathological Drinking pattern Strictly to the scheme We wrests addictions from the body ... I have to...
It woke up in me years ago How this was meant to be All of those falsehoods plain to see They dug and hung their greed Will there be profit? You could
Through waves they shift Below they hide Corporate killers Side by side Process this signal Final post Global defiance No hope for most In form of liquid
[intro: buddha monk] There are eight million stories In the naked city, choose one... Yo, it's time for a change, yo All our babies is dyin from aids
Where is your woman? Gone to Spanish Harlem? Gone to buy you pastels? Where is your woman? Gone to Spanish Harlem? Gone to buy you books And bells beneath
You are my blanked out pages All the wasted spaces The old weapons vanished Spit blood at dawn, closed forever You're an ivory icon Held in glass captive
Here they come, talkin' down on me I get the funniest looks 'cause I said I don't believe They say we were monkeys They think they're saying something
Haa aee Whao Ahh woo Alive dead I was inside your head (Scheme, scheme) I had time well, spent, I got your mind well bent Snuck back into shade (Scheme
What are you doing toward the scheme of things What are your words to your brother beings What are you doing toward the scheme of things What
words have no feeling meanings are meant for without loaded meanings words take too long to come across defining definitions we load them for effect it
Well, I've fallen in the well of emptiness But at least I'm dry, I'm not dead just yet I've been praying for rain, oh, but the sun keeps shining I've
Unweaving strands of failure Propagating the obscene Intentions gone asunder Tearing down the human facade (I will give life) Relentless pursuit of action
W-wh-wha, what, wha-what what? Beotch Mobster, turn that shit up Yeah, uh-huh uh-huh uh Sinister shit Uh-huh uh-huh what? Jayo, Jayo smell me on this