a fucking bit / you just better walk away cause i?m the one who?s here to stay / i try to step forward but i?m always held back / another step forward another dead end path
: The day has come, the time is near For all to end. It's true, it's here It's all over now, no way to stop The button's been pushed, the bomb's been
can get started For example, a man wants to get ahead Others wish he failed and rather see him dead Always puttin' obstacles in your path It becomes
tech, I'm still in the dungeon Bitch I never left, pass that sticky icky ganja Creep on ah come up, I crept and I came Respect the dead game, remember
is hot (hold it down) I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation [Verse 2: Nas] Uh, uh, it's beef week, Monday, murder Two niggaz dead, Tuesday
that's the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow And that's the end checkmate
you tonight are gonna make some cash Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash." They did the job, money came with ease But one couldn't stop, it's like
Me and you tonight are gonna make some cash Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash." They did the job, money came with ease But one couldn't stop, it's
dress, you can't afford that hairdo I don't want your sex, here take your fast food "Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're dead rude!" Hey girl, I don't even
s the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow And that's the end checkmate, game
ANGELS AGAINST THE STORM THAT TREATHENED HEAVENS SEVEN WARS WERE SO FOUGHT THE DEAD ROSE LED BY THE DARKLORDS OF HELL The last war meant the end of
though quite indifferent knows the way is in his heart. I?ve come to terms with the end. (How the fuck is everyone just dead? How did it all just end
stopped, it began to morph And reinvent themself, I grew like a black blade Moving like a tornado from the west to the east coast Leaving behind a path
, angry, mad How you were sent to heaven's sacred path Duct taped and gagged, plus raped and stabbed Body draped in blood, what a fate to have Such a pitiful end
One word, one word describes the Tazzmission effectively Tazz hates everyone, even himself One word describes, one word describes the Tazzmission effectively Who can stop the path
it You know the drill, back to the caboose To shovel coal until you decide which path to choose We ain't never gonna stop, it's just too much fun
disaster's path for aftermath I laughed and blast have mad people's units Weak mind created crime-related rahs can't fuck with my blueprints Stupid, the end
