platinum They seen it for sure, I know that Afina Shakur Don't enjoy Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy So I'm click-clackin' this toy Mash and destroy, Shady slash Aftermath
of my enemies pawns The red don communist threat, burried and gone So they invented a war, the goverment can carry on It makes me wonder if the word of
silicone Spark it on your Talkathon This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone Scars tone, bar clones, war
have to blast So grab your glass, and your grass, and your hash Cause this is just the beginning of the Aftermath [Chorus] No doubt Word Thug Baby New
they're illin Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin Without feelin, but will they last or be blasted? Hard headed bastard Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermath
mind that. What if you could rewind the time back? Would you bring B-I-G or Martin Luther King back? It's all about love and happiness, word to Al Green
War, peace, c'mon Nappy Love, lust, now say it, roots War, peace, c'mon Nappy Love, lust, now say it, roots War, peace, c'mon Nappy Love, lust, now say
: MEMORIES OF REBELLION (CARNAGE AT CAMULODUNUM): ICENI MESSENGER: Hearken! The Ninth Legion has been put to the sword! The war-Chief of Queen Boudicca
G's inhiblious been trippin' on human bodies, the body's working with me/ Say the early bird get the word, huh? I'm feelin' the war drum, beatin' my chest
Incant these words of sacred rule Seal me in my crimson cell [Lead: Mike] And still inside the chamber stands A single cell with crimson hue Resealed by spoken word
[I - The forbidden words] [II - Incantation] [III - Passage of time] [IV - The silent threat] [V - Archilles heel] [VI - Covenant of souls] [VII - Face
minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones Projects ringin standing by the cornerstore Two glock on me, bang bang its the wanted war That was
[Justo] Word up, I be the one they call Justo if ya didn't know, Tryin' to check my man DJ Skee, With his new mix tape, Pick it up ya square, Ya heard
me of things that would soon be here Words full of chaos and death filling my mind with a constant fear There will be a gigantic war, the greater
on, we're silicone spark it on your talkathon This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone Scars tone, bar clones, war
is shattered from the fight in this tug of war, you?ll always win even when I?m right ?cause you feed me fables from your hand with violent words and
it on your Talkathon This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw
pelican Said in the clouds last night she got higher then she's ever been Seen shuttles and huddles, hard rocks and war bombs In real life our words in