near, and turbulence is here Body full of wounds, I think them folks got the spill The land of the lost, but I'm lost in this land Trying to make a
this earth But it seems, that I've been one deep ever since the day of my birth I'm sick and tired of being lonely in this crooked land, people think
is a near, and turbulence is here Body full of wounds, I think them folks got the spill The land of the lost, but I'm lost in this land Trying to make
o trong mau/ (We'll love each other, My love for you is in my blood) (2nd Half : MC Epikz) no Gabai owne moi je wit bong jon no (by your side is where
you said we were to gain? What about killing fields? Is there a time? What about all the things That you said were yours and mine? Did you ever
I'ma see the cemetery Must be prepared in this cold world No-one cares No it ain't fair But we all there And do our share In this land of underhanded
you like it, raw. Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender. Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out. Fuck the world cuz this is
and all they got was their name here up on a wall. It's sad thinkin' about the times Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this land... as the warzone I
said you could never get me interested in dreams of wealth, myself my birthday happens to land on April 12th whack A Coney Island of the mind it's mine
could never get me interested in dreams of wealth myself my birthday happens to land on April 12th, wack A Coney Island of the mind it's mine I swipe
[feat. Run This] [Chorus: Esoteric] You wanna (change the game) Cha-cha (chasin' fame) We run this, that will (stay the same) You better (pray for rain
domes when I flip it like a palindrome Rap is ridiculous, now there's astrophysicists I send them back to earth with melted wax like icarus Witness this
Wanna live my dreams This is the last chance to make it, I gotta do something With my life today ?Cause I been doing this music thing for so long it seems
go and dig out the land mines Killing Jah Jah children all over the land In Angola, Erithrea, Cambodia and Vietnam United Nations dig out the land mines
is hard So heres my heart It's only the cycle It's deafening though This age old recital is king of all sounds There is no release, free, we are silently
the way I pictured this, I wanted better things) Some are scared others killing for fun, I shot a mother in front of her son. (Take this from my consciousness
it's more than infatuation that's keeping this man alive. I'm the Omega Man. Stand tall and understand. Everybody needs a plan. Mine is a better
test of time. You live forever, never mine. I cling to dreams that turn to sand. Our life is now a distant land. We commit emotional suicide. Every single room is