end to end his gates are ablaze...devour the palace of peace my words and my will shall be law...till death through the hours of our pre-eminence the
my recital No time to waste, fill the base, I got ya head in the suitcase Smilin' while I'm look at ya dead face The cause of death still remains a mystery
with a staff on the south side of queens Where the wild ones eye the title percent idol Only thought was attain luxury, like the elevation wasn't vital
'm about the army shit, the raw shit The military war hits with gun clips Yo, my battleground's where I lounge Fightin' wars from dusk till dawn In the
with a staff on the south side of Queens Where the wild ones eye the title percent idol Only thought was attain luxury, like the elevation wasn't vital
to my recital No time to waste, fill the bass I got ya head in the suitcase Smilin while I'm look at ya dead face The cause of death still remains a mystery
