: Without judgment what would we do ? We would be forced to look At ourselves emerged in lost time Assuming what may be Without judgment Perception would
cautious Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep And scopin' out peepin', 'cause ya be makin' me nauseous Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin' you with this potion man Death
's no way out except entertainment, drugs and sports Feds try to shut us down without a reasonable doubt Supreme clientele legal drug money on paper routes Till the death
dream is a worry that nothing will keep But time is a story and there will be more And death in disgrace can seduce anyone That needs to believe there?s judgment
lunatics All the things that make me sick Another suicide from a sad rock star So get the fuck out of my face And disappear without a trace You annoying
dog has sight feels pain sorry not quite as dumb as they seem with or without god's poor judgment screams just the same to me leave it up to government
is will be We flee the earth and face our harsh reality Will death be low mist that hangs on the sea? We run from the evil tongues, rash judgments,
's tryin' to make decisions We should leave them a choice 'Cause who are we to say? Who lives and die, breathes and stops All this judgment on other
dime drops Got a chip on his shoulder without props A bad seed leads himself the stray way Puttin' off evidence of Judgment Day Judge not the culprit
peace I blown, is now gone Like the death, days passed, I'm still growin Death is my fate, and this hell but never knowin When, but how do I survive without
no anger, just growing exhaustion and disgust. No longer difference between. A cynicism has been writing itself into my skin, and I am sick to death
saw protection through judgment Now angels and devils look alike to me Sometimes quiet sounds like lonely to me My my angel, I'd stopped breathing for you If my life was possible without
soul on the eve of judgment day As the armies of darkness irradiate life And we all go to hell and Satan fucks your wife Strife, terror without a minute
through my pockets too I see this all from side view Now as I stand in the judgment of my forefathers They agree I was murdered without my goal accomplished
-given liberty Terror, innocent life destroyed by Cowards, committing crimes, injustice Empty, nothing to hope for but death Brainwashed, programmed
All day did the swordsman attack without halt Though the other lay dead from the frenzied assault Until by the twilight and all that remained Were the echoes of death
ensued that no man could condone As the bloody red blade sliced through sinew and bone All day did the swordsman attack without halt Though the other
and doom and doom and gloom Judgment day is truly coming soon All the boys and girls stay in their room Even though their story is about you ? without
