, got you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor Semi-autos roar in the building hall Symptoms of bloodsport, the slugs are still in wall Call it a New York state of mind
set him on fire, then become a terrible tragic Insane off rhyme cocaine, as fierce as drug addicts My mind is clear like the state-of-the-art graphics
boats will float, torpedo, you can't stay a-float You sink to the brink of extincted animals While I bang on your head to the buckle like bawdy animals
(plates 17-20) An angel came to me and said: 'O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing
I'm on, I am just in different climates, duckin the animal keep on runnin wit my primates You ain't did it till you done it like in 5 states, Weezy hustle
to rap into that Fire breathing, rhyme heathen, kidnap your mental black Hijack your fly dap or con head your intellect Mind state, arrow blast, center crack, mind
[Evidence] Yo the rhyme excursions touch minds like brain surgeons Feel the lyric teargas - even on clean versions No profanit goddamnit hard like granite
(feat. Mad Child, Everlast, Divine Styler) [Evidence] Yo the rhyme excursions touch minds like brain surgeons Feel the lyric teargas - even on clean
in the head for her, and there wasn't a cure [Hook - Jean Grae] Don't you know that, time waits for no man Not fate, it's all planned I'm blessed just
self disgust. Commit yourself on taking the first step. Alter the world in which you live in and walk to realization, and plan outside of the world of any animation
shit Contains sections of bomb sessions Says I'm responsible for black smith and wessons [echo] Putting up on ?? in the military state of mind [echo
these years, they ain't never love me I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan to keep a nigga in the state pen And to my homies out buryin
blow this soul right through the roof of the night there's no sensation to compare with this suspended animation, a state of bliss can't keep my mind
soldiers, the bitch called My blood curdled, told me to meet her on Myrtle Got to the plaza, we're waitin for the G train We put a plan together, just
boats will float, torpedo, you can't stay a-float You sink to the brink of extincted animals while I bang on your head to the buckle like bawdy animals
you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor Semi-autos roar in the building hall Symptoms of bloodsport, the slugs are still in wall Call it a New York state of mind
washed out, condemned, unearth this relic of the lecher contorted spasm of demonic control, cold-blooded, impassive hesitant in this disaster fear gaps this subconscious plane
[plates 17-20] An angel came to me and said: 'O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing