will get rich His justice will rule on us Behind the wall of hidden lies Behind the cross Searching for new horizons Searching for souls Behind the wall of hidden lies Behind the cross
naked eye Ee didy awk, oh, I'm the jock and I'm back (The one with real eyes realize that the reason) On the scene with the record machine Sayin' ooh
do, you know it But it's something else to you, like that job This morning when you got there and it was quiet And the machines were yearning soft behind
's pappy broke jail about a dozen times The babies all got sick and when the doctor wanted money He said, "I'll pay you a quarter at a time startin' tomorrow
far behind I seen it every time they come and go That's why I drop to my knees and ask god to distinguish friend from foe and what do you know by the time
through the tri-borough bridge In my fat land with my two nines and my mans I'ma second from the spot I cross the street from
touch of shame whispers of lust are calling me again right on the edge of the abyss I stand with a cross in my hands leave your illusion behind and
live I will cross our weapons To heat up the steel It's time for an ovation [Incomprehensible] Tonight you will go with his smashing sound Tomorrow behind
the lonely man How do you think he keeps his head on straight? Can you feel his rhythm? What do you think he visions When he squints at the line from behind
our dead opposition to get one last phoney handshake I read a lot and write a lot, empty my pockets at the giro shop Hit the cash machine for some green
up that funk machine I'm tired of breaking my back to please Critics who can't be pleased It's time I looked out for number one Time I looked out for
my squads gats bursting I through the tri-borough bridge In my fat land with my two nines and my mans I'ma second from the spot I cross the street from
of my squads gats bursting I through the Tri-Borough Bridge In my fat land with my two nines and my mans I'm a second from the spot I cross the street
our lives Another show, another scene to play Another truth to find between the lights of our lives In the time machine In the time machine In the time machine
while they devise our demise, we grow wise [hann] upset the set up, the element of surprise [both] it'z a set up [guru] it's time to upset the set up
Into his machine lights surrounded me Flashed on my face so bright Left behind me my memories and griefs Run away after the past So tired to understand I crossed
I'm soft Bitch I don't knock motherfuckers out, I'm knockin motherfuckers off Leavin the scene like Machine Gun Kelly Two to the head about four cross
know it But its something else to you Like that job This morning when you got there and it was quiet And the machines were yearning soft behind you Yearning
