(grouch). the truth is hard to swallow, baby get a bigger bottle. you ain't goin' full throttle, this will make ya' crawl though. inside is where we all know what's right and wrong.
Zion I intro:. Lord gimme what I need gimme what I need.. Gimme what I need gimme what I. need. Lord gimme what I need gimme what I need.. . [Zion I].
Feeling like I have no strength. Can barely breathe. It's taken all hope away from me. I can't even move but I see. Everything's way too calm now. Just as if I dream of what I live.
I've come here so many times and I know that nothing has changed. Nobody's around me I will do this on my own. A family I still don't miss while I walk dark streets.
Cause all the words you ever heard are real. I feel I can't move on but you don't care at all. . It's like drowning deep in the ocean where noone can save me.
Take the best part of me burn it to the ground. As you hear the sound of hysteria laughing in the dark. Just count the minutes while I strangle you. How could you blame me for that.
It's right now I see it all appear in a brighter light. Right now I lose myself within my own truth. Right now I'm wishing things would slow down. Cause I can't breathe no more and I don't even wanna try.
Yeah, remember back in the days man. When we used to just go to the club. (And I'm so high). Get your sway on. (And I'm so high). Get your sway on. . You just might be the sexiest thing off in the club.
Yeah, remember back in the days man. When we used to just go to the club. (And I'm so high). Get your sway on. (And I'm so high). Get your sway on. . You just might be the sexiest thing off in the club.
Yeaaaa. Yuu kno what it is man. Grind Mode back at it again. We jookin and bopin. Juss bopin and body. Do it do it do it. (Chorus) the way I feel(2x) it feels like exstacy(2x) it could be real(2x).
im supa x4. . yeah yeah the word is im supa,. Trust me believe what you heard's not a rumour,. Your bout to learn im the tutor,. na i dont care bout the past more concern wid the future,.
Your holy books inspire hate despair and drama. If your god does love you I hope you make him wear a condom,. People think with prayer they're safe in the streets.
Chorus:. . In lyrical debate Im ah throw everything plus the sink,. Im a black atheist and theres more of us then you think,. Whadja think? That I would just sit up and just let you cheat?.
[Verse 1: Greg Grease]. Broke and feeling hopeless, smoking dro, deduct the bogus. Puffing 'till I'm comatose, just went to work and no one noticed. Chasing currency while perps lurk mercilessly.
Yo, hold up, stop, stop. . What's goin' on? What's goin' on?. Yo, what's goin' on?. What's goin' on? I'm just holdin' on. . What's goin' on? What's goin' on?.
Behind the ghetto plains, the warfare reign. Must we be the bearer of bad terror?. The mystery behind the unexplained. Let us pound it through your brains.
Yo, don't bother me kid. Let a nigga live plus eat. Bless the wiz and protect my seed. . I filter distortion like a magnet, attract rappin' bandits. Stretch 'em and blast 'em over the canvas.
[Intro: Poetic]. No more dead end streets. Gravediggaz, dark angels. Appearin out the fog. Reappearin every millenium. Frukwan, the Gate Keep, sun star.
I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains. Inside the best frames, ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots. And drug spots, well, if you're too poor to move out.