so hard like a demon he pumped a cold heart Play it cool like Humphrey Bogart, put the rings on his chain attached by both parts He did the drop, one
amber One perfect moment preserved, just ere the kill Gruesome atrocities transfixed in horror's chamber Poetry without motion, figures stranded midstream Waxen players
together I'm like an alternative source of energy like, electricity generators Separators of the wack rap, to the world reknownst individuals Played in deuce parts
Chorus] [Act 3: Evil Eyes] [Pharaohe:] Took you to be my lawfully wedded wife To have, to hold, to love, to cherish but Death till us part What a coincidence
, music's divine Noosed by the strings of Jimmy's guitar I swing Purple Hazed pendulum Hypnotizing the part of I that never dies Look into my eyes are
feel me?) Come on mama as hard as you can It's part of the plan It happens when you start with the man On your mark, ready set, baby let's go Baby let
(feat. Killa Hoe, Da Misses, Chopah, Lunasicc) [Killa Hoe] Yes, motherfuckers yet you have entered the psycho ward where the X-Raided lays his head,
goes wrong No part to piss in, no shoulder to cry on You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be by-gones Rule the icon, who killed the industry
iring dreams Goin' down and roll fast Tryin' to get what my eyes have seen Fried of me, huh Nigga for a hand that got me through these eyes right to see But part
car He felt like he been hustling so hard like a demon he pumped a cold heart play it cool like Humphrey Bogart Put the rings on his chain attached by both parts
for your ass get popped (Now) If you a rida (Yeah) Or just a Soul Survivor [ (Young Jeezy):] Gotta watch er' move 'cuz them eyes be on you (eyes
like the prejudice devils I shatter This march was meant to spark a million diligent hearts or e'rylife, we even see alike so play your part [Lord Jamal
live here no mo', he got convicted he ain't here How the heck you set fiction on the table, put truth aside What you speaking my nigga, you can't look me into my eyes
pot to piss in Came in this game, no plan and no structure No love from labels, so basically "fuck ya! " Learned to play my part for the love of this
to get out And they are the directors who are dead and ? Even down south in Atlanta Police play the pawn for their master It's a disaster, practicing who can kill