and not to get sentimentally sting, wit my Instrumelody, and heated especially for your team And a forty-five indeed will beam in between the scenes destroy your dreams
He back with another classic 50 went Diamond Smashed twice bastards D-12 multi back to back Eminem the hardest sellin artist in rap Stat quo the mixtape messiah
by my side If you carry the lantern I'll carry you home You search for the disappeared I'll bury the cold Yours is a messiah Mine is a dream and it
repeating me "Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears." Voices discussing me "Others steal your thoughts they're not confined within your mind." Thought disorder Dream
must excuse me I've painted my own Mona Lisa She's fixed everything Now I'm spoiled beyond my wildest dreams Blind Faith we have in you Invisible Which dream
[music by Dream Theater, lyrics by John Petrucci] 'Love, just don't stare' He used to say to me every Sunday morning The spider in the window The angel
living off my nightmares Voices repeating me 'Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.' Voices discussing me 'Others steal your thoughts they're not confined within your mind.' Thought disorder Dream
I've been there before, It's all I've ever known Looking for the face I am Where do I go? All that's in my sight Are darkened dreams of empty lies Hole
alone Mother love is no more Bring this savage back home Wilderness house of pain Makes no sense of it all Close my mind dull this brain Messiah
Mother love is no more, bring this savage back home Wilderness house of pain, makes no sense of it all Close this mind dull this brain, Messiah before
hear in your mind Something's missing but you cannot explain You've searched your soul for feeling Over and over now over and over now There is no use in dreaming
I leave my son the legacy of dangers The tragedy of synthesizing rhymes The genocide that comes from total strangers Apocalyptic dreams to kill mankind
could titty fuck while she do my taxes for the IRS So I could just relax, shit, by now I'm blessed I'm her daddy, I'm her messiah, I'm god Cause I injected
Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver Planets in orbit, line em up with the stars Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas "Nas is like.." Iron Mike, messiah
standing in the mirror Searching for a winner but I didn't see it in her Now I've gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh Woah, woah Chasing dreams got
Can tell your squad's artificial while approachin the door So you should prepare, for lyrical terror that's pure Step up to the resevoir, of the soul proprietor style messiah