The cross reconciles where sin is known to sever that's why when beats and rhymes are sewn together we extol the God whose enthroned forever He storms
danger, increasin' anger Point blank, I smoke another stranger Grip the mic tight, I see the brake lights Hit the back door, I lay down cross the floor
I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning. And you and I reach over the sun for the river. And you and I climb, clearer, towards the movement. And you
, not right away) (Aaa aaa aaa aaa) Close to the edge, down by a river (Not right away, not right away) (Aaa aaa aaa aaa) Crossed the line around the
spittin' cheesy lyrics like macaroni Call me if you only wanna sit down and write a jam That stands for somethin' Because my passion and rage are highly concentrated This underground music movement is way
before I drop I ain?t think of particular stuff, just comes to me Socials skills suck I?m real bad company Still got a long way to go I ain?t sweating
I'm planning on growing some Imagine all the Hebrews going dumb Dancing on top of chariots and turning tight ones Ooh, tell me when to go (Dumb) Talking on my ghettro on my way
walls trapped within yellow eyes the cutters drooling face rips apart cuts to the heart disease shown let it out movement crosses crimson light washes
new sound Heavy like a Hummer on deuce pounds True hounds, on the loose in ya town Bound to the move the crowd, it's The Movement (you down?) Scream
not helpless, we not hopeless Said a prayer for the homie whose locked up and wrote this He got to get out and change his ways While I'm looking for a way
us faster For less than nothin' like they did Bobby Huton Corruption got me clutchin' my rifle for gun bustin' Somethin's cookin' look at the way some faces be lookin' Cross
up in ya church to smack crosses You lack rawness, you lack passion You couldn't make it through war without rations You just a homosexual; I stick the gay rights movement
cap, I graduated From the school of hard knocks, nigga, others ain`t make it So I make it my duty to be richer than Rudy, yeah Ramo Cause this here pay way
you're gonna hear it right now."] [Slug] Bam, the door way opened for me I saw ways and told the story Raw day dreams of holding glory Junior high, Hall way
the way that she walks and the way that she talks It's in the way that she struts and the way that she flaunts It's in the way that she do all the things
you care? Anarchy's become another word for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know? What did you care? Another way of saying 'I'm O.K., sod you out there
find your way out the maze through purple haze And while you're lost you're desensitized with force Through violence that's televised in spite of the cross
'm gonna rep it proud, rep it loud just roll lows trying to hold it down theres no hesitation in these movements just cross the mouth piece smoothest, the way
