emotion Go out to fight. But while the earth sinks to its grave You sail to the sky On the crest of a wave. So forget this cruel world Where I belong
Y'all know what happened to the thief when the king catch him stealin', got his hands in the cookie jar. Off with his hand! Fuck it, off with his head
down face down, ain't got nothin but love them niggaz wanna test my (?) sayin' nigga you know that (that, that, that) You know we gettin them (say nigga you know
front of the shovel, shovel in front of the brawn Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn Each withered his mule-ish days to choose his tool of trade Dueling blades that cue the cruel
s conceit I am branded And you'll twist the knife From beyond the grave And I fall, retreat Empty handed I shall not be tricked Into pity for You must know
to chill As you face that grave you must fill No salvation can stand my frustration Burning tough in a fiend aggression So you say: "Is it your hate? You know
and that's for real I know its hard to swallow that's a big appeal If I catch you mothafuckas, you gon' catch some steal I know it might sound crazy,
MIND THERE IS A LIMIT LORD JUST TO BEING KIND THERE IS NO WAY IN LIFE THAT EACH CHILD CAN BE SAVED SHOULD I BE LOOKING WITH REGRET AT EVERY GRAVE THERE
Chorus You got the vocab I got the vocab You got the vocab You know I got the vocab You got the vocab I got the vocab Hey, yo pass the mic so I can tell
face down, ain't got nothin but love them niggaz wanna test my (?) sayin' nigga you know that (that, that, that) You know we gettin them (say nigga you know
: Chorus You got the vocab I got the vocab You got the vocab You know I got the vocab You got the vocab I got the vocab Hey, yo pass the mic so I can
of emotion Go out to fight. But while the earth sinks to its grave You sail to the sky On the crest of a wave. So forget this cruel world Where I belong
conceit I am branded And you'll twist the knife From beyond the grave And I fall, retreat Empty handed I shall not be tricked Into pity for You must know