us to achieve Our goals and Dreams We are one, united, bonded Lets all be friends. Lets all be friends A means to an end.
Tradução: Perdición. Medio para un fin.
Bone] We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken Caught up in the doom
2029 the final time The end my friend is not near The hour in fact is quite hear When the moon becomes red To guide the living dead This means God
testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication
creation of satan (gangsta boo) With my styles i slit Yo body bitch That i will chop to pieces No fuckin' clue to da 5.0 click No fuckin' witnesses an
own admissions Failed smoke emissions So enquired minds wanna know How low can we go on a TV show Hoochie and the Blow Reverses the race Cursed the nation the doom
my neck and a bullet in my heart Just because I'm capable of killing doesn't mean I kill And just because I'm capable of killing doesn't mean I will
We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations And I'm waiting for the Lord, oh, please don't leave me forsaken Caught up in the doom, prepare
they don't see on TV So when I bring the shit, I bring the shit like I seen it And when I scream the shit, I sing the shit like I mean it No secret,
my jacket, fuck the basket Oh, God damn CHILD, I mean it's drastic You end up on a stretched cause I stretch you like Plastikman Fuck with me ("you end
2029, the final time The end, my friend, is not near The hour in fact is quite here When the moon becomes red To guide the raising dead This means God
'll be pleased As long as you got my green, by any means neccessary, you gotta be very wise, and by any means neccessary, you scary, you gon' fry I'
Blasting The Silence In Anti-Meaning Infamy What An Addictive Enigma You Wish - You`Ll Get I See No Need To Follow Coz I don't Want Despite Save Your
Mafia creation decending (Gangsta Boo) With my styles I slit Yo body bitch That I will chop to pieces No fuckin' clue to da 5.0 click No fuckin' witnesses an
seem to end 2-3 Are we sane or have we lost it once again We can only hope this day will come to an end Have you ever wanted to blow up the whole wide
me and silkk got to ride After the funeral cause it's sad on my side Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
. Let the blind see end the deaf hear. The rights of the individual are dependent upon You realising your right as an individual. People are so easily
