dawning, it's time to fight [Pre-Chorus] Enchanting voices won't leave me be Throwing me choices, making future so hard to see [Chorus] Voice from the past
day dawning, it's time to fight [Pre-Chorus] Enchanting voices won't leave me be Throwing me choices, making future so hard to see [Chorus] Voice from the past
from the blunts smoke decides who's next on me list, Can you feel the hiss from the snake movin' my direction? No U-Turn, you're gettin' burned from
with money I spray a hundred, man until they joint chains While slippin' bullets at point blank range like they was punches Piss on a flag and burn it
fuck with fam That's why you're lookin' from the outside in, wonderin' How we bubblin', hustlin', break you days in Grimy motherfuckers, gettin' info from
After the funeral, breaking cola nuts We sit and reminisce about the past And in her voice, only sadness Her only son taken from her In every headline
emerge from a cloud of wings Arise arise from eyes from eyes And a number is sss6een is sss6een is sss6een From the depths beauty And from the depths loss From
much power? What perversion has taken place that we are governed by fools? * We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs. They'
style Let me show you how We do it down south Yeah, we do it down south Buildin clout is what it's all about You know the route Triple 6 burn the cruisifix
We're not the ones to blame Burning passions mixed with pain Past the point of no return Nothing stays the same The streets become our home Restless
before you get onto the bridge, around one big turn, you'll come up to the place where the sex chemicals burned up. I repeat, where the sex chemicals burned
, consume us ...? Past the point of no return the final threshold - the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn ... We've passed the point of
He has stretched those chains of sin Far beyond all feelings Still, so still... In his head a thunderous Cry of desperation Tearing voices from his past
flames, at last, consume us . . .? BOTH Past the point of no return the final threshold - the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn . . . We've passed the point
me for life. A great star fell from the sky that night and with its descent left a scorched path in its way - a great path of self-destruction before burning
life. A great star fell from the sky that night and with its descent left a scorched path in its way - a great path of self-destruction before burning
