lyrical aquaduct Sink or swim for what I'm hearing you bagging up Lyte like the MC, I'm 'paper thin', you tripping I'm taking trips, your eyes don't lie
I have 'em They pussy is golden (what) my dick is platinum And hard as a diamond, I'm hard when I'm rhymin I'm closer to God, like Eric B. I'm in that
and my chain is finga roll. (Roll) See I got bigga rims, bigga speakas, bigga dough. Not to mention when I flow, it's like I let duh trigga go. (Whoa) I
attention real close, we just begun" [Immortal Technique] Yeah! Immortal Technique, part of the rebel militia Weapon I brandish, don't need the canvas to paint a picture Fuck who you askin, I
bodies on the muthaphucking train tracks} (Im sick of this shit i see on the TV,they showing psychopathics and i see me) (And ya calling me a homeless hobo, while I
it's time to bounce. I won't get tipsy, I don't drink and talk And, no, I'm not a hoddlum by the way I walk, 'cause I'm one hype, one brown-skinned brother
't you see that I'm in love (love) I'm in love (love) I'm in love (love) Can't you see that I'm in love (love) I'm in love (love) I'm in love (love) Can
The time has come to part So I leave you with this heart That I thought would know your love Til we died to float above And you drift alone downstream
fly high in the sky Like a butterfly The whole world out of sight Do you wanna know What I did when I came down I fell in love with you And now I just
drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins Where ceremonies pause at the jeweller's shop display Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
God. I tell you, I know everybody's in the same mess. I'm telling you. We all are. I know that, you know, and I'm just, you know, I'll be the first
do I guess I gotta give you part 2 of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all I near cried when I got that phone call I'm so
murder when they drop the beat I spit it once, I'm hungry spit at lunch One take, I hate boxes so I don't punch I got a hunch, y'all figure, y'all gon
the roses and the little phone calls we made throughout the day and the silly little games we played but somehow things have changed how i miss the
I used to play the second fiddle in her philharmonic hall but now I look out for numero uno and I don't play no violins at all I play the part of the
scare nobody i dare a nigga ta try me i neva kilt nobody but i will come get somebody streets a reason like to be a demon in da night and in da evening i
doubt about this, I'm settin this [BACKWARDS] right in here Yeah yeah yeah, I'm gonna sex this up, yeah go like this here Check it out Verse 1: I
and I'm covered in mud I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother I see my whole life,