darkness, and show em where the path Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these straight at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate
to wax, slang slang bang to wax Torture pack" What what, step up, throw your sword up [Masta Killa] Aiyyo witness the abduction, bill of destruction
mean livin' with the scum of the earth hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside [Wyclef] (For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life) [Juvenile
knock you out like I'm Rocky And then I'll bet you the world, plus some loot, on the point A licky lethaler rapper cause my rhymes are like potion I think
deck and eject your selection for air time Blow a hole through your brain so you can think with a clear mind A redesign? of hard rhyme, and slang cracking
: (Metallica cover) End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking dark is clear Leading
: End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Feeding on your death's construction
: 2 2 2 ICE Yeah 1 2 1 2 mic check uh Death and destruction, weak rhymes and hard crimes Thin lines and lost time to find mine Lost nights of rawfights
inner light shines Your light shines... [x3] (scratching) (This ain't no game this is life) [Verse 2: Zion I] In the middle of the night I rhyme right
And then the posse breaks high off the Cold Duck And then I set the mic to show destruct Even if we open up, that don't mean nothing I rock the rhymes
'd ever have to do in my time I'd have to take my own life too and I couldn't climb That stairway that you hear me sing about in my rhyme And a parent
up and jump off to this Some piece of mind from the daily grind Find lines to move guys rely on a vision Filled with rhymes, the room is filled with
, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted He tried to battle me and found self-destruction 2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew Bus-bust a rhyme, bus-bust a rhyme Bus-bust a rhyme
dare not resort, to the low-life sport Young bucks nowadays, Even kids my own age, Making front page By getting locked in the cage Pumping, self-destruction
then I'm comin' right through you (coolio) It's like inch by inch and step by step I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission Though
somethin' like this Without pumpin' our fists, now this is our final hour Let me be the voice, and your strength and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme
, huh Eve of Destruction, I'm a Vivrant Ruff Ryder Naughty Philly Bitch, expandin' the game higher Remember the trick, with that shit about bein' shyer Now that bitch be spittin' rhymes
a hellraise of cut, like a laser Polo plays a part, inside the arts, I grab charts Start to break you apart, so get smart You cry for help, knowin you felt, the rhyme