kid I knew the top was where I had to be The sky is the limit and I'm makin' fun of gravity I'll fight it on me with no sword maybe with no gun Try to
...Oh my god !!!! ah ah ah aowww!!! [Verse One: Method Man] Microphone checka, swingin sword lecture closin down the sectar supreme neck protector Bet I
on ya way to the sea flo' B: "Sixteen men on a dead man's chest" Sen: I killed them fools and I'll kill the rest B: "I am what I am!" Sen: And I'm
think, that I worship the devil That I do all types of, retarded shit Look, I can't change the way I think And I can't change the way I am But if I offended
I don't know much but I know what I feel There's too many people fighting, tied to the wheel I don't know much but I know what I see There's too many
But I am still alive I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide With the sea I did abide I sailed a schooner 'round the Horn to Mexico I went aloft and
me to victory Carrying the blades of death I am the Swordmaster For the honor of your knighthood Ride with pride into your quest Never doubt to raise your sword
God! hear me as I am screaming out my rage Father! guide my hands through the battle fields My sons follow me now is the time to fight I'll show you
The brand will grant you no escape Angels or demons? Apostles of death [CHORUS1] Bloody trails veil my dreams By the sword of the Berserk But I know I
all I live in Brooklyn man you gotta me to Coney Island man I can't get on a train from here (Shaquille O'Neal) Aight I'll tell you what Since you lace
get by Just wanna hold my son [my man] but I can't leave my house until I load my gun I gotta grab my sword and when I die I got some things I wanna ask
if I have to Ain't a situation on earth that I can't adapt to I do what I got to, {?} to I am what I am but that ain't all I can be Spend a lifetime tryin
I'm a outsider but not like ponyboy I'm aceyaloney boy and I transcend with both hands in? And I transfer the answer from within And I strain and I gain
naked man.'' ``oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life. For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket-knife.'' ``well
I am still alive I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide And with the sea I did abide I sailed a schooner 'round the horn to Mexico I went aloft and
stink but i aint talkin about you because your gorgeous aint i dont wanna hear the goupie thing is just me baby dont forfeit just come towards dis extent me like a sword
Bang your head, bang your head Bang your head, bang your head You are not the same that I was when I was younger I'm old with the Clan from my land,
barely And my kids is eaten rarely man (I can't go on this way) Shit, I'm stressed out I'm going through it I can't do it If you put puppies in the