your repulsiveness They say its all in my head That I must realize it's a figure of speach But I'm curious to find out myself Beauty comes from within
re fuckin' someone else You had cock on your mind and cum on your breath Inserted that diaphragm before you left Practicing freelance gynecology Where there's a womb, there's a way With
us strong Fridays child is full of soul With nothing left to lose There's everything to go And now I know what they are saying It's a terrible beauty
makin' beautiful music, we makin' a movie We knew we was born to do it I go to the grave before I be a bitch, nigga Better behave, you're dealin' with
turmoil our kids left the ghetto in They bustin' metal and ain't got remorse for the innocent It's just another nigga in the morgue My momma was pregnant with
What's wrong With motherfuckers When will the ever learn Keep playin' with that fire And that ass is gettin' burned Fuckin' with semi-autos One foot is in the grave
really get popped and they die on the third day The Des'y got a beautiful ring I can hit any one of y'all, options a beautiful thing Body is finished
gently on the lake Our house is very beautiful at night Our house is very beautiful at night Our house is very beautiful at night Our house is very beautiful
up to certainty and he's upset with the fractions that remain. So I examine the maps with my eyes and at best I can trace with my finger all the way
up to certainty And he's upset with the fractions that remain So I examine these maps with my eyes And at best, I can trace with my finger all the way
became a public spirited man So he worked very hard and he read everything until he came up with
next command Just another bloody massacre I once was your victim You splattered my brain With violent oppression I now will return Back from the grave
Gonna put you on the racks like a pair of slacks With another wack rapper tied to your back And if you wanna hang yourself out to dry It's the beautiful
ra survey most of the things that we think, do, or say We chasin after death just to call ourselves brave But everyday, next man meet with the grave I
Cross the wrong line and your body might skip it I'm programmed automatic with this G shit And that go for every other cat you see me with Glock turned on with
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Prodigal Sunzini)] (It's beautiful God, love it as peace Let's just get out together, man In this hard world, I'm just tellin
place in the ten-dollar grave With those who took money for the pleasure we gave With those always ready, with those who are dressed So you could lay down with
