We all learn our places (pre-destined fates). God fearing people with minimal goals, Led to the slaughter - "tools with souls". Save us from hellfire - Save us from dancing
, I advance in my speed, succeed in my travel Dance on 'em, and I fucked up whip, make my heart skip Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded surrounded by
alone; Taken by the Church, his soul will be slave of God; In the belfry's beauty is his figure something odd. We see the hunchback in Notre Dame Dancing
universe To end all their misery Caused by their ignorance They pray to those who would be king To God's we gave to men To God's who never were Created by
to the drums of gangstarr By far we are, truly gifted ones son But if you were to speculate or estimate us losin You'll be dyin, tryin to face the fate
out of crates kidnapped woman dangled from chains their fate to be raped killers with Frank Zito cuts deliver slaves in vans from Iran that's delicacy
look at an endothermic one. Mr. Slave, position 7 please. *Mr. Slave Moons Mr. Garrison* MR. GARRISON: Now I will put the tube in Mr. Slave's tight
Spanish midgets pull you out of crates kidnapped woman dangled from chains their fate to be raped killers with Frank Zito cuts deliver slaves in vans
to the drums of GangStarr By far we are, truly gifted ones son But if you were to speculate or estimate us losin you'll be dyin, tryin to face the fate
chance Let's make this motherfucker dance They charge our decadent lifestyle The challenge our way of life Our prudence unparalelled, unscarred by Juda's knife This freedom breeds poverty, by
my pants, I advance in my speed, succeed in my travel dance on em, in a fucked up whip, make my heart skip caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by
would you dance with the wicked In the midnight hour do you dare to go I will devour Keep hold on to your crucifix Im out for a sacrifice By the pale
's only one life to live so I sacrifice But nobody came back from the afterlife Life and death is the fate of the streets Take it day by day, pray before
