Some Things You Can't Return

Often Guests forget their things. Leave their hats, their coats and rings. Other people leave their stains. Leave their shadows leave their pains. . Some people leave their bones.

Sirens

Hearing sirens rush away. Fear inside of me. Tearing down my innocence. Scream their mad confession. . Hear the silence deafening. Hear the flies descend.

Shuffering And Shmiling

(featuring Bilal, Jorge Ben Jor, Positive Force & Talib Kweli). . [Jorge Ben Jor] (scat singing). . [stic.man]. (to the ancestors). can't keep quiet. this time gon' be more than a riot (to the warriors).

Sharp Shooters

Artist Talib Kweli & Dead Prez. Song Sharp Shooters. Typed by NLP Shit denmark Farum 3520. [email protected]. . (stic.man). Everything is politics,I CHIN, Kweli, people army, you know it.

Score

Know what I'm sayin. Life is like a game of basketball. They just want niggas to run jump and shoot. . chorus:. . The game of life is a struggle to survive.

Scared To Die

I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose. Plus I ain't happy here livin' on a planet full of fools. I ain't scared to die, I ain't got shit to lose.

Stereo Child

Your tradition, I'm getting so sick of creating. Your tradition, this music to please you. Your tradition, the way it used to be. Your tradition is the very thing that blinds you.

Sinless City

In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands. From empty vain hand-shaking, we see the guilt has rise again. And all will fall with or without our good will.

Self-destruct & Die

I'm only patient enough. To please the masses for so long. My brittle arms cannot hold. Up all the walls in this falling tomb. . I'm only caring enough.

Self Destruct And Die

I'm only patient enough. To please the masses for so long. My brittle arms cannot hold. Up all the walls in this falling tomb. . I'm only caring enough.

Spring Is Awoken

Overslept. Astonished. Whether you are ever. going to feel this warmth again. which makes us human. . Create this bright new world. Cure the cancer of progress.

Start Human Slaughter

Start human slaughter till the very end,. Blessing of bloody God comes to grief.. In the dead of night helpless bodies. Excrete their souls, it's a sin of life..

Spattered Birth

[Music: Tocha / Lyric: Cyjan]. . Delivering ward got a new guest,. Preparations for a birth are under way.. A wish to greet a new life,. Surgeons will do their best..

Sunshine Through The Rain

Subjugation

Soul and flesh segregated in a quest. Baptized in raven's blood. Prolific entities vegetating -- longing for. The revival of our father Satan. . We are subdued.

Source Of Fire

Glane of desire. Towards what was once needed. Now that all got obtained, used and consumed. Lack of hope force-fed. Energy tuned into fire.. . Starving, craving, feeding.

Someone I Once Knew

She wasn't born anorexic, but nowadays she suffers,. staring at these half-naked stars on magazine covers.. feeling pressured by the public.. She only weighs 90 pounds but still sucks in her stomach..

Somebody Turn The Lights Off

(Click Click Click, sshh). . Somebody turn the lights off.. Sometimes my eyes are hollow and sleepy. Somebody turn the lights down.. Sometimes my skin wishes I was somewhere else.

Strange Television

you know the strange television you watch. the one that you never plug in. lady with the locust heart her fire lion. sleeping in a black hole you know you know you know.

Stop, I'm Already Dead

A spirit climbs my spine to the brain,. Following the railroad tracks down again.. I needed space, with soul, maybe we can die there.. Maybe we can stop, I'm already dead..