I see rivers in my sleep they're filled with blood Don't you count me cuz my home's a desperate one I got time but not for you the trouble is This agenda
I see rivers in my sleep they're filled with blood Don't you count me cuz my home's a desperate one I got time but not got you the trouble is This agenda
make you fly Jerusalem you take me high make me fly like an arrow pon? the sky eye, eye, eye, eye, eye Said I?ve been ripped into lyrics, I?ve been ripped
[Anyway, it doesn't matter much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?] E-40: Our age, five-years-old we were young
medical attention, food and shelter many die in these camps every day The grass has all been ripped out to eat When it rains prisoners find themselves standing up to their knees
In the book of love, you come of age When you lose your love, you turn the page Hey ho, the book of love Life is written in your own blood Say forever
If they come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens Killers on the team greated at the age of thirteen By all means makes niggaz buy cream from
In the book of love come of age When you lose your love, you turn the page Hey-ho the book of love, Life is written in your own blood Say forever and
I'm God of the Snake, I pee on a lab rat Back in your cage you paging off the stage I'm a sage sent to invade this day and age I wreck the mic quickly
(feat. E-40) (Anyway, it doesn't matter much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?) [E-40:] Our age, five-years