fire that can live in the rain, i am so so New Orleans, like 1825 Tulane Ha ha ha, see you gotta be New Orleans to know what I'm talkin bout, and if you
Jah knows best Little children you blessed People you blessed People you blessed Do as you should, go and try Jah will bless you, give you the bly
't stop me now So don't you mix me up in your dirty game You're only trying to tarnish my name You're only looking for the innocent to blame When you
the lamb shall overcome them because he is King of kings, Lord of lords the Conquerin Lion of the tribe of Judah Yea he is the only king of the sabbath
liberate the slave Conquering Lion never fail Yo, you live on the street, every night and day You idle and you lurks in the coner when you touch out
footprints and rough hoods (hoodlums) jellin (jealous) You live money, you dumb shook, plus your crew Yo we philly niggas, I say peace to bust at you
the city, and tee bloood Blooood, blood, bloooood.. blooood You two ta both from EE-hee-ma, ah ya both from Jahnker You ta both from fire outside You
live in you They live in me They're watching over Everything we see In every creature In every star In your reflection They live in you They live in
lives in the drain, who cries when they sang, you hide but you cant you hide but you aint i advise you to thank you dont find what you cant revive what you
first time Each sip hits my lip like a landmine Without Carlos in my life, I was living a lie He makes his guitar weep, but his champagne cry He's a
Look If you had One shot To sit on your lazy butt And watch all the TV you ever wanted Until your brain turned to mush Would you go for it? Or just let
you definitely know what I'm about You know I had to bring 'em back yo All my friends call me stout I just had to bring 'em back Flamboyant baby You
about to split your arm in Put a hole so big in your noggin' that if you God body You can fit the whole sun, moon and star in You starvin' for more
an eye Some people gotta die just to be free You search for justice and what do you find? You find just us on the unemployment line You find just us
on a motha like, "What you say, fucka ?" Well fuck him an' if he live smoke him We don't appeal to the law You know we ride this motherfucker till '
I am the resurrection and the Life He that believeth in Me Though he were dead Yet shall he live A certain man had died in the town of Bethany And Lazarus
move along) He carries along ('Cause things they will go wrong) From a distant place (The end is getting closer) He's on his way (Day by day) He'll
me and missin' you Get on the mic and let's show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus