not enough that our flesh Feeds half their hunger These shackles and chains Keep changing their names But we're still their slaves If only these walls were made of glass
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky This is the last call for alcohol, for the.. So get your ass up off the wall [Verse 1] The
art imitate my life you WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice my music for your soul, inspiration for your life every dime made
a blow gun I made from an exhausted pen I shot the stars out of the sky When each one fell sparkling to the ground I made wishes that never came true
can't stop it all Some things must fall You made it that way 'Til it all blows away You can't stop it all Some things must fall You made it that way
soulful by the craft Divine self Allah, the golden mic holder Got this whole shit locked like the Ayatollah Rebel sink to levels as low as the devils But the God made
DNA and traits Then you can say the hate for self exposes in reflections Get low esteem, add it with DNA and traits Then you can say the hate for self
couldn't drink if they walk a hundred miles Broke thousands of clones in half, bones left in paths Casualty, S.I. be I soulful by the craft Devine self
my life Your WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white Eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice My music's for your soul, inspiration for your life Every dime made
my life You WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white Eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice My music for your soul, inspiration for your life Every dime made
