: This was just the beginning It was on till the end Before you began to criticize us All the blood, sweat and tears Laid out on the table, for your
on these words the last words you ever spoke. The hardest part is trying to forget although I will never forgive for the way you were taken from me, I am filled with
This was just the beginning It was on till the end Before you began to criticize us All the blood, sweat and tears Laid out on the table, for your judgement
Street, off-white Lexus Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard, and I brought my boys with
Sink your teeth into me, Bite so hard it bleeds, I need some answers more than ever, please! We are fallen angels with no place to go we are fallen
Roman Empire state [Mos Def and crew] So much on my mind I just can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from
poison My bruised and battered body Washes up upon the shore sin Fleas from leaking wounds Like rats from sinking ships As I float off to forever With
forefathers The end of the world saga, streets flooded with lava Mommas and papas, toddlers, hip-hoppers, and rastas Rock stars and mobsters, above streets in helicopter Filled with
save their possessions with bleeding eyes All in vain 'cause nothing will remain Like we were told we'll end by extinction, you'll see All the empires
off the ridge and hollers with dignity in the now cloudless sky its long red hair blowing freely in the wind... The chariot emerges and with a sharp
McDonald's Took it to my stash box, 560 State Street Catch me in the Kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries Cruising down 8th Street, off white Lexus Driving so slow but BK is from
Libor KrA¬vA k / Lyrics by Petr VyslouzA¬l] Mighty empires sowing disease of war Signs of definace will burn at the stake World in the fire bleeding from
Walking 'round streets, hand-in-hand with fear No-one can tell what is 'round the bend Don't side with the other side, 'cos if you do we'll find you Want
eyes To deny them their empires Take the light from their lives Blinded by their own crying winds Hatred bled onto the soul With a fury to kill
lie Spill the blood of christ Upon your holy ground Nothing is sacred in this satanic rite Melting throne, candles bleed dust in the air, empire collapse
With my rimz and tirez I ain't never seen Kevlar flesh Y'all bitch niggaz is flirtin' and fuckin' with death I was taught to stick with the right and
Big Horn And I swear I did not see the irony When I rode with the Seventh Cavalry I thought that we fought for the land of the free When we rode from
