Texty:
From Our Hands Zero

bands down, and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' five comma, six zeros, dot zeros, here it

Drop to my knees and I'm pleadin', I'm tryin' to stop you from leavin' You won't even listen so fuck it, I'm tryin' to stop you from breathin' I put both hands

mosques Erupting from the mouth of God, rising from the ashes Like a speckled bird, splayed against the mosaic sky Oh, clouds around, we created the zero

a stack Wow Pak Man, you musta' graduated from the IVY league I ain't never heard that before Alright, if you could pick another from our Hustlemania

ain't out, 'cause I'm the hold up Busters wanna hoop with me Wanna run our ways, doin' R&B I'll, creep creep, blink blink Cross your ass over, take it from

Every one of my lyrics when you hear it it'll burn your face as sulfuric acid If you're holdin' the microphone I suggest you pass it. Hand it over quickly

icicles No-one's fed in cycles led by cycles dead Ask to shine the flag Love is distance and blue sits like apples bite And flows through our hands I

falling in our hands! But then you JUMP for JOY and FAIL to SEE. Your neighbour's STOLEN the LAND beneath your feet! Utopia Anno Zero. Utopia Anno Zero

a zero amount Four carat diamond's not on my lady's hand We live a life rich folks could never understand I make my livin' with these two hard workin' hands