Missing time Talking to god? I understand this code An imitation of life An imitation of nature Show me the sign Missing time Talking to god?
A mind of a chaos machine An ocean of thought Forever churning To live ,to dream to aspire Wake up Shouts the world of demise Wake up And still the
There's a devil in the mirror The shit lice come writhing Witch-song is calling Rise up! Beasts of the earth Pass the filthy shit Kiss the devils rotting
A dirty storm cloud A murky darkness Disaster Grief A whole ocean of tears There is no counting them And no light Brothers will kill brothers The
With ice in his breath And fire in his stride Pagan shadows in his eyes He's got the devil inside Eastern desolation Crypts of flagellation Dancing
harmony Missing time Talking to god? I understand this code An imitation of life An imitation of nature Show me the sign Missing time Talking to god
Visions Of the apocalypse A deep red vortex Burned the sky And mankind lies dying And ten beasts arise Waging eternal war Forevermore "From the sea
Vicious nature Gripped in snarling vice No love for the equal Only a dream of lies The young and old Just as vile all the same Consistent inconsistence
From our mouths comes fire The last star has fallen to earth The sun has turned black The sky is painted in shadow The animals lay rotting All life
[Z-Ro talking] Z-Ro, the motherfucking Mo City don Sending this out to Ron fuck you Like my nigga mafiosos, you feel me Fuck all of y'all man, it go down
peaces Dope is the Popes in Rome Poetical field, thug overtone, it's like what, yo? Bring it home, we both go gone Pre-cord thought flow in the sober zone My life style, chromosomes frost
m a fucking warlord, blood-stained floors I'm the opposite of pure drugs [? ] war [Verse 2: Trademarc] You want the god of war? Man I'm a connoisseur
(feat. Lil' Flip) [Man coughs] [Man talking] Ah yeah, we sending this one out From everybody I mean to everybody from the H-Town to the A-Town To worldwide
his motherfucking head or something Yo Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere From New Jerz straight talk
Chorus 2X: Ali] Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya You really talkin wreckless
goes We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swing through O'Fallon sounds Knocking out of control Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost
A-Z Again it's up in the wind, feel the breeze for shit God damn! You already know who I am Chrome on chrome, blue on blue, frost colors switches Hit
You know I'm talkin' about my most valuable player Buddies, ya, know so, I'ma drop 'em on ya like this Check it out, to the brothers who put me on In hip hop I'm talkin
