it and burn it 'cause it's all the same So cut out the heart And watch the world burn down Let's tear it apart Let's leave a mark Let's leave a mark
, it's never enough, it's never enough, so cut up the heart, and watch the world burn down, let's tear it apart, let's leave a mark, let's leave a mark
We took the highway till the road went black We marked Truth Or Consequences on our map* A voice drifted up from the radio We saw the voice from long
nosey) I choose my subjects, personal man, that's what I want to write Critics critique, I compel that lots of rappers weak '97 I blacked out, he's
him Does he have the marks? Do you see them? No And, oh, brothers and sisters, I ask you to look at him Does he have the marks? Do you see them? No
in a pile of trash on the corner of first and park. almost as tall as the street light. we pulled over. two kids on a black and white dyno. my mom and
Chili Pepper Black 'n Decker, hardware avoid the leper Five o'clock shadowboxer, hold down the sector Bet ya bottom dollar lecture, be hard to swallow Double oh-seven mark
Hot like Chili Pepper Black 'n Decker, hardware avoid the leper Five o'clock shadowboxer, hold down the sector Bet ya bottom dollar lecture, be hard to swallow Double oh, seven mark
burns your eyes This light of mine is mighty And I'm gonna let it shine Everywhere I go I'm gonna let it shine Ride on a bike from a marked place to Pike Black
or sorrow, Christ's tears fall over Jerusalem. The curtains are groggy with damp, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights
Visions of hornshaped shadows A burning firmanent black Trembling in the glory of a star Delightfully glowing with evil Ten signs to spawn A thousand
turned backwards A morbid cacaphony singing of... A new dawn! Burn my flesh, thou light of lights Most eminent perfection, most magnificent of sights Mark
keep my act clean like Sinbad See white people burn your church And see you in the mall and clutch their purse Treat a nigga like dirt when the black
throne, the black flames lit the hall. "Crown him king, bring in the sword." The time has come to and it all. Finally I am ready to burn, burn for my
There's a clock timing the world as it turns There's a man marking the candle as it burns Keeping track of every minute that remains Still we hope
moved from place to place Lose all meaning, dislocation, dislocation in you In a fit of [Incomprehensible] night A flame attempts to spark us all Ignite, burn, candle light
we stay fit Just like the calm before the twister hit Brand Nubian name is gonna blister shit We raise the flags in three places Employ black faces from midnight blacks to light
