vain Why we live as if like we are forever, Burning fast to the end. Wish we are more than just dust that spills through Hands of the Universe...
Tradução: Inicio Mental. En la mano del Universo.
of the universe (Peace Allah) Just wanna let you know the black man's first (Original Man) We gonna drop a little somethin' like this knahmsayin' On how we feel on
the fireworks As much as I hate, to see my people die or hurt It's just a street mentality, a reality Neighborhood warfare, that brings home casualties
And then physically and mentally cannot compete Find new to master, make the time move faster Home sweet home, shipped off to Land Caster Kept a low pro, close to home
flows on Pop it up home boy, pop it up home boy Pop it up home boy, pop it up home boy Pop it up home boy, pop it up home boy
the fifth planet, the X reload Take a brother on a flight for the Alpha, Omega I kick lyrics on Earth, you think I'm cosmic A space walker dippin' in
a capsule to battle you With a suffix-less that's absents of reasoning Ashes burn place in a urn and there sore a Red Snapper for seasoning I lead a
and mentally cannot compete Find new shit to master, make the time move faster Home sweet home, shipped off to Land Caster Kept a low pro, close to home
people of the universe (peace Allah) Just wanna let you know the black man's first (Original Man) We gonna drop a little somethin like this knahmsayin on how we feel on