on complete confusion, how a person of this description could rationalise life. This was a series of characteristics that many times in my life I would look back on
and hollow Bottoms up on the pill bottle, maybe I hit my bottom tomorrow My sorrow echos in this hall though But I must be talking to the wall though,
was back on my way. On I walked and almost immediately I spotted the next guide, And he couldn't be clearer. This guy was standing on the street corner
guilty stand up and dont you run to all my foes and friends You may live to see today but you nuh know the end Just read the writings on the wall
pissed And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy dissin He don't write his own raps, so I gotta forgive him I got love for ya pops and I always will So on
the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living? Why accept this
a Person that's Making Profit. See I pimp internationally I'm nationally recognized, locally accepted I pimp with the truth, that's the only method [Common] Seen her on
Unless you accept Him, you'll continue to fall The battle is real, on you He will call So don't ever wait because the writing's on the wall [Verse
Everyone has Their own centre to this universe But it stops right there And kids who try and see it all Writing graffiti on the wall But it stops right
But he refused to accept his fate And today his honor has been restored He was only nineteen And he was sentenced to die For something that somebody else did And blamed on
spineless If you was a man, you'd come at me on the mic level But you're light yellow just like the walls on which you write fellow When I first viewed
solver Guess who gets the call? Me that's all You're duelling with a plugged revolver Guess who dropped the ball The writing's on the wall The
?" "Probably when you least expect it..." Put that pixel in your mind and it might come true.. [Chorus] It ain't over here it comes again Holdin on
about buildin' weapons and space stations Cease and just call it what it really is A technologically barbaric society like the Ancient Romans I see the writing on the wall
thing is dying Left voice (morrison, tucker) Accept the pig, enter the owl and gorgeous, king on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his
is dying Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous, King on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his nose
this to never fade away again. this is no way to live. when will you learn that we accept the love we think that we deserve? the writing on the wall is
