to use expressin' my view Tell me whose land we on And get a gander of the man and conversate (Oh) When and whose gate we landed on Attackin' my defenses
When I looked at poor o'malley's wife That's exactly what I saw I jammed the barrel under her chin And her face looked raw and vicious Her head it landed
weight 100 G's Stacking loot, known to kept blood on my boots Trapacane burning blazing outta fifth hundred coupes So what you stupe?, I freezin' ya blind
when you touch me Every star seems to shoot Through the sky like it's landing And the moon is so close And it's shining so bright that it's blinding
be So cold and dark the voice of sadness Suffering in endless pain, the truth of all to be Growing back to life through ever blinding darkness Free
never was born Sole' bless the mic niggas legacy worn What, associal right handing my shit Commandin' my shit, blaze the land with my shit Red zone
I wanted to keep you and hide you from the sun but no one could reach you You say I'm a black hole Sigularity My own supernova A blazing blind catastrophe
Slide fuel by the fury Spun a ring around my honor but the opulence took shelter in my horror Melancholy masquerade Cast amongst the braiding of biligerence and blazing
I wanted to keep you and hide you from your sin But no one could reach you You say I'm a black hole, singularity An old supernova, a blazing blind catastrophe
' for some time now My time has come, I think I'll turn myself in now Wake up and kiss my baby, grab my weed and my gun Load it and cock it and blaze
land) Back where we began Too much power made the human greed The milk is sour and we're still in need Eleventh hour let the blind man see
to them unknown, yeah Blinded by the power Life spell castor Utopian blaster Peace your master Sculptured space in plastic hands Evil empire of mankind Blazing
[Music: Schulman & Wiklund] [Lyrics: Schulman] Blinded by the fear I'm trapped inside The twilight and the dark illusions drain It will guide me
be suicidal living like Waco So I'm down to ride, down to do whatever, whenever, the weather Look I could not really care on another page Through the blaze
Running thorugh and endless maze trapped in a barren land blind and doomed to disappear never to be seen again Nothing left as an epitaph silent
suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land
broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the