Running to find the answer, this question is burning bright red. Tired, weak, and oh so cold. I'm catching up and the battle begins. Tonight marks the
afternoon In the dawn, ah, book of songs So, I'm wondering off through the wilderness Somewhere in the valley of the shadow of death Want to hunt me
Her color, her shape, what I need and all Twitch like seasons, when the summers, spring and fall In back seat of my jeep, I'm chrome veet and all On the hunt
Jew from Nazareth The hunter and the hunted, the colonizing and savages The only challenge is, did they bring enough to dirt to bury us? Be aware, I hunt
my flow, much confusion, enhanced in My scenario's too advanced'n, for duplication If it's violation, soul power, will shower ya defenses now you're falling
I can reach Tell 'em you say your prayers 'fore you fall asleep If you ain't saying your prayers then you ain't getting no blessings If you ain't getting no blessings
I see your eyes light up like fire It's medicine to me But as the hunted live their lifes You're keeping out of reach So I keep running, falling Till
right beside her Now we're living blessed with All the thunder in the world Blessed with all the thunder in the world Blessed with all the thunder in the world Blessed
wit my nuts shaved And Sway & Tech, two disk jockeys Breakin' so many friggin' needles I wonder if they inject Lo and behold, better than platinum or gold Yes God bless
tumours on our hands--spreading swiftly now. For this, we waited just a lifetime. Sun blessed mirror shaded mad dogs. Blow a kiss we'll all fall over. Hunting
for it. 7 travels's all it takes with a cake and fake passport. I wanna shelter everybody from the snakes And my sleeves know a couple of tricks for hunting
, so far just spinning our wheels When all the bodies fall do they face the sky To choose which star to make it home When all the bodies fall is it finally
, I'm yours (Let's go!) No one could ever shake this The soul we share, the things we've done Yeah, we we're only dreaming We breathe together, hunt as one These blessed
to all our crimes Brothers I?m yours No one could ever shake this The soul we share The things we?ve done We we only dreaming We breathe together, Hunt as one These blessed
rape any ethnic culture they can plug a mike to. The imperialists rub their hands in glee As the slave-boy hunts out butt-ends in the garbage cans. Is
fall down (never) Hahaha Yeah Huh My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down Ugh Yeah My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down
in traffic But you know that I'mma find you Blindside you Scared to death Keep shootin' till the burned and fallin' skin on his chest God bless the
