survive I aint trynna survive Im trynna throw my momma in rides Imma provide for my seed Im the soil Ill teach em' bout loyalty Ill teach him that his skin
Yeah, word These bitches be buggin' God Reason why ain't got nuttin' to do with nuttin' Yeah, check it out y'all one two We back up in this joint, what
s still alive runnin'? Comin' with five gunmen, waitin' to do a drive-by So when you see the black 500, hide from it (What?) For every hundred MC's rhymin' about birds Only about two
tomb, an eternity of dread As your casket's covered feel the cruel hand of time Ectoplasmic tendrils, enveloping in slime Apparitions wail from the mould infested crypts Skin
With a kiss of pure steel I pierce the skin With a wish it sinks within With the red of your blood and the
your residence Because you had secret evidence and documents On how they raped the continents and it's the prominent Dominant Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew The year two thousand and two
throwing words to the wise, the first thing that you ever felt, inside and under your belt To a place that smothers children Caught the space between two
To the same world born two of a kind If it's on your mind, it'll be on mine 'cause I know you well Like the soil in the ground (I know you well) Grass
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Last of a dyin breed, soil of the Earth Policed and been hated by the Church since birth Bent and forgotten was the Prophet in
One, two, three, four I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough I cradled the crow
a mother She's beautiful but it's deeper then the skin 'Cause her true beauty stems from being rooted in Him She's a rose [Hook] [Verse 3:] One petal, two
Forever ballin' Im jim jones With rims on that blue aston martin Interior like my skin tone Most of these rappers want me dead Shit I been goin' Two
his soft skin and new life Breathing, dreaming, fresh from God's eye Mommy's little survivor Like...her Mommy called crazy and scorned 'Cuz she two more
[Ghf] Yeah [RZA] Word... these bitches be buggin God Reason why ain't got nuttin to do with nuttin [Ghf] Yeah, check it out y'all one two
To the same world born two of a kind If it's on your mind, it'll be on mine 'cause I know you well Like the soil in the ground Grass grown in
everlasting conquerors I AM, the original power of blackness The strength exampled, in our people as a whole I am the voice of unearthly soil Earth bound