as a lyrical barricade You better cos your dome piece blown Release chrome beats, nuclear missiles rhymes under my comb Three strikes marks the villian bustin rhymes like shots
Piece by piece, working on the vision night and day All it takes is time and perseverance With a little luck along the way Putting in a personal appearance Gathering
with the people here and morning skies are red As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead An aging woman picks along the craters and the rubble A piece
Even though it get hectic respect it Nigga, knock my struggle, uh-oh They'll gets more chaos and I won't stop till I piece this puzzle I'm a go gather
up Turn it up All real niggaz turn it up Turn it up Turn it up Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo [gun shots] Thug recognise thug We all blood when we feel shots from
said my piece and then I hush As the candidate keeps flippin... niggaz dippin... Musical Interlude Verse Three: Andre, Big Boi Dearly beloved we are gathered
6 nervous marines And 6 Enfield rifles The arse end of the world And indifferent blue sky Well I turned to torpor At the stern in the sun But I gathered
hopes it holds and confides and offers a bridge across these divides the parts of my life i?ve tried to forget it?s gathered each piece and carefully
Daniels started taking a toll, Seem like Bubba was about to make a final bow, None of his friends from the clan couldnt help him now. Family gathered
Jack Daniels started taking a toll, Seem like Bubba was about to make a final bow, None of his friends from the clan couldnt help him now. Family gathered
I said my piece and then I hush As the candidate keeps flippin... niggaz dippin... Musical Interlude Verse Three: Andre, Big Boi Dearly beloved we are gathered