Texty:
Split Fifty We Live Forever

I'm almost sure that we can make it If you just hold on tight, I'll try not to let go And if you see the suns not rising We can drink the poison now and

The darkness and the light both look the same A bible in your left hand and a devil in your right You lead the sheep to wolves and you strip away their lives

C'mon and shine I remember singing Sionide And hearing only fancy lies From a music box that got that feeling right There's a wall and a man who lived

One match, one Flame One can of gasoline Well, One man, one though No hope, I'm gonna kill ya This skull, this fist this bone I hit you with A rage thats

if you heard those sheep what does it mean This art is out of reach Selling lies and buying out streets Now you're choking just for you Money grows on trees We

niggaz don't die Mob niggaz ain't go' never die We in the lot, callin' shots, keeping dope fiends forever high Forever fire get lit wit' the trigger eye Twenty split

for all y'all to all praise to the Gods The saga continues Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Olympic torch flamin', we burn so sweet The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat We

praise to the Gods [Ol Dirty Bastard] Da saga continues Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang [U-God] Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet The thrill of victory, the agony of defeat We

Stokes] Mob niggaz ain't go' never die We in the lot, callin shots, keeping Dope fiends forever high Forever fire get lit wit the trigger eye Twenty split