, G-Town's my residence that's where I stack my dead presidents, And in my mind it ain't no time for irrelevance, come on now I thought you knew better
the spirit of the night, I surrender I've got a secret I can?t keep That burns inside when I?m in my sleep I try to hide from your memory But you come
off his tail And so it's ours, we freed everybody Now it's an army Rotted bones or not, they headed back to they bodies They coming out the graves
And cut off his tail And so it's ours, we freed everybody Now it's an army Rotted bones or not, they headed back to they bodies They coming out the
-little itty drip of faygo Burn your shirt, Shooga-booga ba Southwest Voodoo's in the haugh Wicked voodoo, doped up killa Magic, dark magic, yo Burn
I wake up, I have a dream about a check And after that I burn rubber When I jump in my Vette' Yet his hoes raise up But it ain't come out yet, I'm speed
the businss nowhere to run young blood you done burned ya bridges a nervous wreck makin ya calls collect confessing ta hoes a man of respect now a vegetable
burned my name into the sands of time, Then rhyme gave me strength to less avail, Got used to these backstabbers, so now I sleep on a bed of nails, I
city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47 Dispear, eh! And anytime them clap it up the whole city level Dispear Like Burning Spear And such and
? They were the only friends I ever trusted Now they're scattered, and livin' in the city unlisted numbers Cinderella undercover I say, better alive than dead The war is coming
church friends gossip on the low (Wio - let me say) Now for the people who don't know what's gwaning They sleeping on the whole city, stretching in your
hip hop, hard as concrete I see lots of money and pounds of treats Now check it, I rip mics and sell records Sign autographs, respect to accept it Every time you come
make money, while I'm sleeping 'Cause money don't sleep Money is up, seven days of the week Three-sixty-five, if you grind than it pays I don't mind as long as
undeveloped Now parlay, sit back and watch armys swell up Yeah, punk niggaz As we move through these evil streets As we move through these evil streets As we move through these evil streets As
bite Later is now Sooner or later everybody gets it, right? Later is now Sooner or later everything comes to light Later is now Later is now Later is now Later is now
poison in disguise We had grown love together In paradise Now Utopia's falling And the messages are clear That the evil is crawling And fear is near Now temptation comes
you remember how it was when you bled? When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept Because Vesta's long been sleeping And now you've come
towards the window as he sleeps beneath the covers And you wonder what he's dreaming in his slumbers There's a clock upon the table and it's burning