sprayed And though they saw red I left a dirty white stain A splintered know in the grain On Eden's marital aid So glad for the madness I walked the
of questioning) And don't you tell me you know we're destined, you won't convince me, I won't listen (Resentment building, you've put our lives on hold
: The meek shall inhieret the earth Thats what the bible says I need it. Walk like a giant Talk like a tyrant Faith of a mustard seed destined for a
so cold If love was a light Then we're lost in the dark Left with no one to hold If love was a sport We're not on the same team You and I are destined
coming from someone so young But in the backseat, yeah They wanna hear it So come on, turn it up Come on, turn it up So come on, turn it up Wake up
I am destined To relive my father's life Look again Look again Look again ... 10. Phantom Lover © Vigoda/Gruber 1993 I've got one foot on the altar, and the other on
so cold If love was the light then we're lost in the dark Left with noone to hold If love was a sport we're not on the same team You and I are destined
so cold If love was the light, then we're lost in the dark Left with no one to hold If love was a sport, we're not on the same team You and I are destined
I'm not a land lubba' When ya hear the musket, you all take cova' B: "Fire one, fire two, fire three! Don't ever forget about me!" Sen: 'Cause I'm the ghost rider' on
too many more Either man comes I'm gonna hit 'em with the head rush So be careful on what you trusting Homey we keet those on us Smoke like mufflers
on the microphone aiyo world domination is the base of foundation no time wasting fire walk we trail blazing burn to the next destination flexing on this
finally it fades out slow The hearing after, a whole brand new screen show I hear laughter, it's my birthday, I'm eighteen years old I'm on gates between
with the gun to your head You dare to walk the line or you'll be left for dead I'm a runaway train on a broken track I'm a ticker on a bomb that you
closed me out y'all didn't even really wanna know what we bout And we bombay, trippin on this on the don spay and I had to spit on in cuz I couldn't
that's why my mama calls me a thug, but still [Chorus] Take a walk through my hood And everything seems to be a-o.k See my niggas on the block still
I was on the outskirts of a little southern town Trying to reach my destination before the sun went down The old CB was blarin' away on Channel 1-9 When
somewhere I can feel the grass beneath my feet A walk on sand, a fire, I can warm my hands My joy will be complete I thought about a new destination