behind. No chance for redemption, saw his time come and go. He wished for the best man to save her from his spell. Conversed with Earth and Stone "
left behind. No chance for redemption, saw his time come and go. He wished for the best man to save her from his spell. Conversed with Earth and Stone
I Exist before the earth And did you know my eyes Are windows to the world Did you know you can't go a Zion and a wear jheri curls Can't tell the
with that purple tape! Niggas know my style, movin them tracks out And ?The R.E.D. Album? gunna be worth the wait. Nah, nigga the earth gonn shake And
your jaws so quick You get bashed in the head with a stone face brick We're thick like molasses, deeper than the earth's mantle Royal take over, stampede
When Inanna rose, bringing angels repose And Narcissus' date as their prize Blinded by Diana's mirror Wherein coffined truth struggles, forlorn And covetous
By the waters the waters of Babylon We lay down and wept and wept for Thee Zion We remember we remember we remember Thee Zion [Verse 1] We?ve unraveled
mother fucker.. Lock and load! [Verse 1] This is the point of no return I could never go back Life without parol up state shackled and trapped Living
halo throw your mental And give your the Holy Spirit and see you to gods temple I'm the avenging angle and earth be thy claim And Ja be thy name, I know
and every ghetto For every nigga totin inner pain and heavy metal For every child that's born, and every nigga gone And for every breath I breathe and
Verse 2: Frank] And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the park I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back Hurling himself and
shit together come on All the eight, nines, and dimes I'd like to welcome y'all to the best time of ya life Ya understand that All the stones is real And
woah wo. Verse 2 Sticks an stones break bones but what i say'll hurt you worse, leavin you feelin dead an buried like your 6 feet under earth, an if
em goggle and swallow Scrape the craters of the brain for data Old scriptures on withered paper beginnin take shape and form when the gods get on it and
another man's house And tell him what I think about the way he live I done a little dirt on my own And I won't throw stones So I get back what I give
