fuel their rotted institutions no authority given to be drawn and quartered by the horsemen of an impending, murderous apocalypse I will lay waste to the expectation of falling in line
Can't think a straight line beyond the hill It seems like a mountain Next to an ocean, behind a thrill Almost in my reach If there's a way I could Feel
been sent By the divine, universal mother and father to rhyme You pre-millenium MC's are far behind So we off to find, the holy mic it's only right Hieroglyphics
Can't think a straight line beyond the hill It seems like a mountain next to an ocean behind A thrill almost in my reach If there's a way I could
I can't believe this (Man up, stop talking) I'm just a kid man, I broke my mom's heart [Killah Priest:] Starring out the prison bus windows And mountains
