explore the left hand path I came alive Into my striding, the shell of a God in the cold My soul is just hiding My spirit haunting on to control [Chorus
start There is madness, burning in a poor man's heart And it's madness, something that we can't control There is madness, burning in a madman's soul
through the hull Survive the impact, and arctic cold freezes your soul. Create a new style, then break the mold Compositions are controlled, and
Roll on up As we proceed, to give you what you need Roll on up As we proceed, we hit the freeway and roll (on up) [Verse 1: Suffa] Shows and flows til
Shaping the nation, like the blueprint of a mason While Shawshank record deals get you raped on occasion So I'm focused on my economic situation I'm like the little kids on
know how girls on black planet be when they get bubblee At NYU but she headed from Kansas, right now she just lampin, chillin on campus Sent me a picture with a feelin on
my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every living soul
back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every living soul
sound of the police young gifted back i am down on my knees irritated lost nowhere to go help me please rescue me i am loosing control the show must go on
go off like a Shite bomb And All ya'll see I'm on my War paint on my face, shit My nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit Let
FOR COVER NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE RUN FOR COVER RUN FOR COVER NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE Craven ! There will be blood On my fists On your face On the ground
callin your bluff -- is it freedom or death? we're gettin it on in Babylon - chokin on gods breath the infinite connects true soldiers alive the tribe will survive
hope the prophets and the gods came prepared for this so we dine on divine of the mind impaired preaching werewolf prayers on a nightly flight it's
one asked why A truth that cuts deeper than the lies that bind Souls hardwired to serve one god Backbone made of fear tranlates to lack of control
Say here's a little story that must be told About two young brothers who got so much soul They takin total control, of the body and brain Flyin high in the sky, on