Imperial, Righteous respect, cause we ain't done yet Lock it down, and overthrow all the Pilates And get out of town, can you see them smiling Blisters
I can still see the light at the end of the tunnel shine Through the dark times even when I lose my mind But it feels like no one in the world is listening
It goes one for the money homie, two for the show We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow Like we don't need no water, don't bother, we
P.O.D. and Matisyahu Original Roots In Stereo, ya know One time, bring it down selecta I got that Boom Bye Bye, so nobody disrespect, Jah love Give me
My soul is alive and so are you Helps when trying to pass the time It ain't easy without you As long as I can try, I'll make it through But it might
Psycho Realm, P.O.D. Boo-Yah Tribe, what? What? My soul is payable on death, the flow I'm layin' here is deaf Mics come with a Teflon vest, my words wreck
And is this, where we need to be? Or are we tired of looking? Searching for more than eyes can see Something to believe in It slipped away, fell away
Handicap yourself by choice And keep the mind confined To the chair with no voice, so speak up (Move your lips too slow) And make way to the center stage
What you know about that fallin', fallin' Babylon this so called great dead, wait Dread 'bout to update the death rate in one take Make no mistake we
No one knows what goes on inside of your head And everything seems to be okay And you're the same as you've always been If I'd listened, would you have
Checkmate, pull the plug on a fake Get to steppin' too late, gotta take 'em, break 'em down One testify, see the fire in his eyes We determine the ghost
Imperial, righteous respects 'Cause we ain't done yet Lock it down And overthrow all the pilots And get out of town Can you see them smiling Blisters
Oh, yeah, yeah, come on Walked in the place And everybody looked down at we Disgust on their face but we don't mind 'Cause we're too busy smiling Never
Yo! Eternal rhythms in your system so clear No negative take your isms stay cleared We keep it lovely, give you want you want hear No, you won't hear
: It goes one for the money, homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mutha, now it's time to blow. Like we don't need no water, don't bother
: My soul is alive and so are you I'm still trying to pass the time, it ain't easy without you As long as I can try, I'll make it through But it might
: (feat. Matisyahu) Original Roots In Stereo, ya know One time, bring it down selecta I got that boom-by-by so nobody disrespect. Jah love give me
: Psycho Realm, P.O.D., Boo-yah Tribe. What? What? My soul is payable on death, the flow I'm layin here is deaf Mics come with a teflon vest, my words
