and go scar your lungs Then ten minutes later see how far you've come Your back at the same place that you started from No choice but to refill your cigars
Secret code. Warrior's conduct. Natural concept, help your brother in conflict. Predatory instincts, drink from the victor's chalice. Find the chink in your chainmail, to rebalance your
free But real life is mo' serious than a damn TV Like '85 they might be gunnin' Why you living like a drummin' When you sippin' wit' your woman I can
He sees an old man and says a??See we'll part with your hard, Earned cash or rest in peace we can start with your heart.a?? Some girl steps not afraid
sun, these are your lungs This is the day you were born And I am always, always, always yours And I am always, always, always yours These are the scars deep in your
anyone else Just smile for yourself The peacefulness of inferiority won't come true so simply Settling above your self consciousness A petal reflected by a mirror Straining my lungs
of your heart I still keep on opening your scar I'm tryin' to reach your soul but it's hard (a??Just let mea??) I'm still in the vacuum of your heart
thousand words when it's scarred, I would only Hope that two of those are coco and butter to heal the wounds Of the tissue scarred to mark the death
eye Find some chickens to fry, while you find it hard to stick to your lie I see through the tricks, destroy the facade Your little lungs is too weak
from now under All the ashes of the earth, Will we be together? The only thing I know for sure. The plates may shift And slit your wrists, But wear your scars
on the LP, martini on the slang rocks Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin' Tell your story walkin' Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid Run for your team an' your
this what you call God? Your faith is lost Is this what you call God? Get off your cross Get off Bridges connect for necessity Lifelines scar my hands
in for days, neon tan Asbestos lips will kiss your hand Every word you say, blow me away This is it, here it comes I think I'll quit to use my lungs
Just get off my block Lord have mercy, Busta Rhymes Flipmode Trilogy A yo, we ain't familiar at all nigga Don't like, go grab your gat and lets brawl
exhaust in my lungs Stinging my eyes like a tear for an unborn child But she stares with me Choose your blade And carve your name into my heart
into your fucking frame Daddy You just a fucking crumb, my clique is hustling jums I'll spit a rap at you to liquify your guts and lungs But the devil
spread new wings, I wanna shed this skin Resurrect and reunite the kin I wanna spread new wings, I wanna spread new wings Butterfly, open your mind, open your eyes Prepare your
drown Got it clocked in, bar coded names Zeros and ones, compose again Now the roofs on fire but it starts to rain So clench your fists and enjoy the
