Letras:
Through The Eyes Of The Dead The Manifest

the choice to die or live dead Purgatory my damnation Climaxing at the resurrection Adipocere spurts from my erection Manifested in my rotted body Unpure spirit, dead

the Southside flow Everybody know about that killa that we call blow, so Keep your eyes peeled for the 'cover unit Cause they known for jumpin out of black Chevy trucks and through

I'm reckless Coressing the flame, addressing the strange It's Wu-Tang Chorus: {Sampled Singer} Close your weary eyes and drift away, It's alright Close your weary eyes

to forget How I rock shit from N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, through

the South side flow Everybody know about that killa that we call blow So keep your eyes peeled for the 'cover unit 'Cause they known for jumpin' out of black Chevy trucks And through

to completely avoid all channels of backstepping From the lines of paint on the concrete They reside on Lake Street To the way we close our eyes to sleep And drift through

[Sample from "Snatch"] "Do you know what 'nemesis' means? A righteous infliction of retribution Manifested by an appropriate agent.... Personified in

it. Some cowboys were a ridin', ridin' on the range; The grass was over grazed there, and spotted like some mange; The buffalo were dead there, the trees they all were through

expected to be Realities lifeline cuts through me Forever destined to a life of misery Realities lifeline cuts through me It manifests my vision conquest Mourn not the dead