your mind from the inside out Overcoming fear that made you doubt Observing what is stored in the subconscious Trusting what you feel with your gut responses
Traduction: Death. Dans l'esprit.
Transforming your mind from the inside out Overcoming fear that made you doubt Observing what is stored in the subconscious Trusting what you feel with
shoot and cut the loot you fuckin punk, that?s why I don?t fuck with you Cock Strong, pretty boy But don?t get it twisted A savage with this *@#$ want
' apart I know what I'll say If you walk away But what do I do What do I do with my heart? I'm not gonna say a word I know I can't change your mind You
hush, my child Mother death is your bride If you listen her song you will follow So better beware Let your senses take care Your innocent mind will be
moon's birth? Does it still flood ancient wisdom parallel with blur? Do you still see the pain [? ] deep? Or did you fight off the plight of the colonized mind
turn in the maze With the pistol upon your face (runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey) So come with me to my longs The death and deal we run With passion
out clean But ya gotta keep in mind that I grew up Mogadishu (tell em) The only law was gun law And we don't walk with a pistol You get laughed at for
my way (lets play) Just cuz i'm young doesn't mean I don't know how to play (besides girl) You got me in a bad way girl (and i dont' mind) I don't mind
I ain't trying to have 'em with us all night Face looking all tight, ask if it's alright If you, just leave for a minute, come back My mind freeze for
with Swiss Miss or anyone from the abyss? We're down to the core I can't take it no more! With no legend or Almost prove law With no funny moves for the
Mind stays steel, ever stable to the end Nations begin, Blackwatch will defend So now you raise the flag of the blood race earth Freedom or death, and
of authority Grooving up the masters of majority People have a problem with my step But you see I'm an example of the X I travel with my bag with my books
In The Nine Leave Him Dead On Arrival Ya Sittin' On The Shelf What The Fuck Did Ya Sign For? Catch Me With The Crips And The Bloods Don't Mind, No I
you need me Who am I to say do you love me Who am I to say do you need me I don't know anything... at all... [Verse 1: Ya Boy] Fresh to death laguna
show, niggas come here and meet death! It'll be a battleground with nothin but dead enemies of myself, Ckuz when I be clickin I be feelin a strange energy within
too much pride for me to ask for help. So is life worth living, should I blast myself? [Verse 1:] Tell me where to go to get a piece of mind Cause all