t be, God, could it be that all we see is it? Come down, heaven. Won't you come down? Won't you cut through the clouds? Won't you come down? Oh, my
And I was a middle son, between two wayward ones. I was more deserving of my parents love. I had an angels smile, hiding a vultures bite. I had no use
Focus on the horizon, men should you grow seasick but don't expect silhouettes of rescuer ships coming coming, they aren't coming for us we've got
We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact. Radio transmission every time that, I let our fair moon. Lay her body between us, I need her now that
She's now my new sun. She don't speak but somehow calls me. Automated exchanges make us not lovers, But feigners, we are only strangers. Not estranged
If I make it to heaven I may be as bloody as hell. Would you still take me? I'm afraid that you might say, "Depart from me, I never knew you." I'm in
they might please. Your soul is safe wherever you might be. Come now, sleep. Come, now sleep. Tell me I'm only dreaming. Tell me he's just sleeping. And when morning comes
their rightful places, When forming more likely to escape. Such a narrow way of life. What's it look like from your side? From here I can't see why it's worth One more coming
Is your love really Love? Is my love really Love? I think our love isn't Love, Unless it's Love to the end. Is your god really God? Is my god really
just hoard your hollow completion, Like it's something wearing thin. Like it's gonna get you in, When heaven comes. 'Cause when heaven comes, I swear it comes
flees to Cleveland Now, murder 'em and rest in peace So goodbye. We're shutting it down And now we're prowling niggas from alleys Cloning our sound, we found your town Now
This Spear, hey Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47 This Spear, eh! And anytime them clap it up the whole city level This Spear Like Burning
for the sword When the time has come for the battle now we follow with the horde We will ride with fire burning hot towards the night sky In the land
, G-Town's my residence that's where I stack my dead presidents, And in my mind it ain't no time for irrelevance, come on now I thought you knew better
the darkness slumber Endless sleep Nothing moves inside my funeral suite I feel the sun slip down as hunger strikes Waking like being born Here comes
And burned my name into the sands of time Then rhyme gave me strength to less avail Got used to these backstabbers, so now I sleep on a bed of nails I
Spear, hey Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47 This Spear, eh! And anytime them clap it up the whole city level This Spear Like Burning
