with golden bars is feeling small and you suffocate as you hear those old songs play... Don't you wish you hadn't wished...for your luxury You bruised your hands
a tragedy for everyone It doesn't mean there has to be a way of things No special sense that hidden hands are pulling strings But living on in others
dads closet hidden in a box of fun things, and I don't even know what. But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you. [Chorus x2:] All the other
that plan was cancelled, betta give up Betta throw yo hands up, here comes the man The gloves on the other hand Got on my knees, crossed my legs, then threw up my hands
written jeweler, driven from the face of a leader Slave of the people in the form of a hidden ruler Satan's descendants put a break in what they intended The hatred is ended, sway the other
s like when you experience somethin and uh, it affects you for a long time afterwards. I guess everything works that way. Certain things have more impact than others
Flash said It was hands of my friends that held me back Yes, without them I'd MJ keep slidin' backwards Or be a hypocrite like some others have been If that and the other
x) The Chaos Theory! On the top of snow covered cabins Knowledge is hidden To read it and use it is forbidden Like a double - edged sword, Cut or be cut Do unto others
them sticks And hit your block Like some maniac ridaz So sick and do shit to you Ripley's wouldn't believe We got some other sick tricks Hidden
my trees Quit givin me a speech i really tryna hear this see with these lyrics im tryna run fearless We playing games in this jungle, Jumanji With bomb tree, hidden
' home Monday From all directions never find me on the one way flavor The rhyme just the icin' on the cupcake fuckface My fans notice these other rappers
is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They?ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the
As I've stumbled on the field Find myself in darkest places (Sister mine) Find myself drifting away (Death's a certain thing) And the other world The other
that Trying so very hard to please (Beware of hidden snares) Rushing to bite the hand that feeds me Running this way and that (There are always other
that Trying so very hard to please Beware of hidden snares Rushing to bite the hand that feeds me Running this way and that There are always other possibilities
change If you could see what I must see Still hidden in the rain But when the thunder rolls It comes and covers up my soul And you will take my hand
open to me now But my hands are tied And the ropes are tight around my wrist. Makes me sick Think to hard on the other side Can't stare too long at the
Where the past meets the present we walk hand in hand, Barefoot and naked--but kings of our land, The souls of my forefathers course through my veins
