The world of my kind It's my joke I am your public enemy I can feel it Our world war I can feel The world is crawling under I can free The world of my
m tryin to stick around for my daughter But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy Spirit to
my glass up high, and I toast to the most high Since my B-day up to this day is close by Watchin over me, while Babylon scopin me From my mother's womb
I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy Spirit
tha rain feelin all tha pain..j.m.t. wutup..king syze my nigga..this tha grand finally baby..yo check yo..my minds racin at tha speed of life..my emotions
I live is trife as shit Least my wife and kid got somewhere nice to live I used to live in the gutter, me and my mother Now she's fifty years old, pushing
a hood, yo I change my life, make my wife and get the chance for the pain And physical abuse, give her back her best years Grab my chest hairs, pound my
m tryin' to stick around for my daughter But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy Spirit
be my freedom This ain't no physical war, it's all mental Livin' in a final era of the very last pages of the Holy Bible It's almost time to go as Judgment
over the world [Red 1] Yo, all over the world, spread the vibe Big dogs, from the West, we ride With the war cry(?), me amigos at my side Ready to take the world
exams While the mother ship lands on holy land My mental expands with plans to span through the galaxy I land in farmers crops spelling out the name 'Apathy' Speaking my
on the hill I dream I see my mother smiling When I close my eyes I dream of peace Once I had a home, once my life was good Once my mother sang to me
and Mother peels potatoes [Incomprehensible] And where's that photograph of the unknown soldier In this Holy of Holies the Home Father mows the lawn and Mother
Father mowsthe lawn and mother peels the potatoes Grandma lays the table alone And adjusts a photograph of the unknown soldier In this holy of holies,
on what you do 'Cause whether or not you make it through I thought you already knew that I'll keep you going on And the World War III And the world
jaded world I hated, Everything I left behind. I don't need you, and I don't want you, World that left me blind. This world is for the taking, This world
