the wind of madness Into tomorrow I sail with my hope No time to waste I'm heading for the future I'll carry on till I finally reach My burning vision
where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) [Verse 3:] It's a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
me, flashy, far from low key And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man [Chorus] [Verse 3] Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
tell you the truth Your soul's gonna burn in the lake of fire Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball Can I play with madness - there's no vision
Gonna break down the walls Break out of this bad place [Chorus:] Can I play with madness - the prophet started at his crystal ball Can I play with madness - there's no vision
the truth Your soul's gonna burn in the lake of fire Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball Can I play with madness - there's no vision
'll tell you the truth Your soul's gonna burn in the lake of fire Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball Can I play with madness - there's no vision
?t get it Maybe you don?t get me You?re a rich girl in momma?s high heels And someday you?re gonna see I got x-ray vision, I?ll see right through you Like crystal
crystal beauty But Arda's spring went by I've heard the warning Well curse my name I'll keep on laughing No regret, no regret Don't fear the eyes of
toast to my happiness The crystal image that I broke When bone burns When clouds spin Hate this sin, hate this sin, hate this sin The vision your
vanity backfires. Cold wind curtains turn to pain and eagerness In one throw you could expose all of my weaknesses. I'm putty in your hands Kept my waves burning
I last young? When did comic wood bricks become trading in con-tricks? When did innocence shudder and die? Adolescent I planned to take total command Draped vision
eyes He said, "Do you wanna know the truth I'll tell you the truth" Your souls gonna burn in a lake of fire Can I play with madness? The prophet stared at his crystal
stop they said, That we should build new umbrellas because we're Stuck in our own rut. I say, blow away the rain clouds, For the new horizon is crystal
by degrees And frost killing time I still see my brothers eyes Burning thru the freeze Vision clouds to the sight of a dream and then Grey eyes of a