seek a deeper line? To fill the hollow inside? You just watch your moves, cause I am back from the grave! Lazarus returned from the velvet deathzone
Tradução: La Corona. Back From The Grave.
To seek a deeper line? To fill the hollow inside? You just watch your moves, cause I am back from the grave! Lazarus returned from the velvet deathzone
from my block has been a part of the plan I've been trainin since eighty-seven and famous since eighty-nine Teaching came from the Nation, my spirit is from
drunken and blind Saw the lie: The fool was Me... Alone and cold, face to the crack Beyond the dark gates with no way back His crown of gold faded to
to dream there Of crow-black skies And a great white empty throne Horror stalked the bilious fogs That balked his visions He licked the spittle from
a sound as I get out the door, headed Eastbound But, why did the fool try to act brave? (act brave) Clip from the nine equals six to the grave A to the
the crown Gods are by my side So I shall avercome Time has come To bring power to my soul all my wasted days Dive into dreams Will finally try to pay To rise from
head back down Remove your hollow Crown So far from the truth you hide away I'll be the one to pull your head back down Remove your hollow crown I'll
father T'Yanna And teach her that with all the drama don't even bother... On repeat, all of your albums play back to back {yeah} And I visit your grave
return to his own kind And the carny had a horse, all skin and bone A bow-backed nag, that he named "Sorrow" How it is buried in a shallow grave In
away the past(I'm already home) Oh God I seek the glory that's from you and from you only Oh God I seek the glory that's from you I'm already home...
that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (uh) Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face Y'all some
at you and true tears shake my eternal saturnworld. Who is the old man, whose picture burned itself down to the bottom of my soul. You push me back and
at you and true tears shake my eternal Saturnworld. Who is the old man, whose picture burned itself down to the bottom of my soul. You push me back and
he brought back the only rose and he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world. And I drink champagne from your thin blue veins She visits his grave
's been a few now everything I do is for King, messiah, dazasha, demonte lord they all I got so please don't take em from me from me standin in the trap
