through the fog that blinded me I saw a light shine so bright And I promised myself to follow it's path And now I am led by the light The waves may
But through the fog that blinded me I saw a light shine so bright And I promised myself to follow it's path And now I am led by the light The waves may
no killas in mind Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move Then ya bleed Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run Either long range street
, yes, yes Next to me, is ecstasy, asking me if I wanna roll, yes, yes Bitches never gave a fuck about a fling Make's it exciting, when a married nigga, wanna fuck around And a
casket I leave you no killas in mind Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move Nigga ya bleed Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run
Yo, the brain is overly too confused. So we say life's a game But a game is something you can lose If you choose not (what) Or a have Yahweh as your friend
and the light There is no pain that can't be eased By the devil's holy water and the rosary beads You're a history book, I never could write Poetry
with a click that's being hunted by the Grim Reaper To all my peoples in the man keeper Let'cha situation be a teacher Ain't nothing like a education
me God is my every existence, exhalation, exactly I'll pimp prophets, so profoundin', labels don't like contract me I'm one of a kind, they gotta find
like a lieutenant Hit the planet earth then explode Like a human cannon The universal author, born to kill saga Givin' niggaz head trauma Bulletproof shield is made of gold armor Brain surgeon is
of the horror flicks More deadly than, 'The Omen', a killer and a showman Like the devil in 'The Exorcist' But this flick can 'cause a heart attack '
is... Is it Ernie, is it Ian, is it BoeBoe, is it Nate, Is it, Kevin, is it Chapman, Is it Rog, is it Jay, Is it pa, is it pops, is it pappy, is it mammy
front of it followed up by a K No more, hollering out my roll dog's name on tape Unless it's fuck you, and in front of it followed up by a K bitch [
mutha fuckin' Blow And the hoes Next to me Is ecstacy Asking me if I wanna roll Bitches never gave a fuck About a fling Makes it exciting When a married
to back me GOD is my every existence; exhalation, exactly I'll pimp prophets so profounding labels don't like contract me I'm one of a kind; they gotta find a
Klashnekoff] Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights A paradox where shots leave braves paralyzed My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites Don't wanna
a bum I'm a drunk I'm a stoner just like you high school I was fourteen had blunts from alabama believe it I had such a bangin war all about santa fightin
you no killas in mind Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move Then ya bleed Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run Either long range
