Nightmare of war War, war Uniform of camouflage Hand grenade then smoked visage Night attack disturbs the dreams As the wire wall tears the seams Crosses placed one
was written What is religion? Gods words all cursed like crack Shai-tan's way of gettin us back Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps [Storm]
so many pains! Life's like really leavin' me plain as I fight to try to make it out of satan's System. But really all they gotta do is shape the world
-suc-sucka punk cop Move like a king when I roll hops You try to flex bang another nigga drops You gotta deal with this 'cause there's no way out Why
gat 'Cause life is Too Short, I'm in the house like that Shorty the pimp, was born to Mack And I don't stop rapping, one thing I never do Is stop making
your religion, your belief system I'll do your hit in your kitchen and you're relief pitchin' This kid proficient in every position The man of your dreams and your nightmares
the house on the beach Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, that's damn near one
see Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone deep within One flip of my tongue and you niggas are hung Too late consume in sin Fall asleep, fall deep in a nightmare
fix and I beg her To pick from one of the billion ways to feel no pain The morning after bends reflected And I can hardly stand the way This whole thing
He hopes his songs will somehow start To heal the cracks that split apart America gone plastic And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth He's hitching himself way
just one point of view Drama is livin' in a 3rd world country Fucked up and hungry without no money Drama is trying to adjust to circumstance Missing more than one
must we hear rehashed versions of Feeding of the 5000 By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist? It's the Feeding of the
Boys, Real McCoy, Miracle with Pastor Troy Ain't no Tonka toy, nuclear, we'll destroy Ain't no stopping me, the only way, kill me And either way, best
Qu'ran and the Bible was written What is religion? Gods words all cursed like crack Shaitan's way of gettin' us back or just another One of my Black
they'll pull the knife They'll kill the one Who's in their way Impending doom is here to stay Wake up from a nightmare Blood has stained the sheets
me like I can't cope It's the dope you smoke that's why you looking at me ready to jack 'Cause that crack got your back broke Have to learn the hard way
not the way I want 'em to be Early as phuckk, eight fifty-one Last night I barely got some Z's ... sleep...uh I can't ol' Burd in the next room havin' nightmares
