Wake these eyes of bone to life In this skeletal form, rupture skin and flesh The ashes of the dead arise Past an enormity of stifling redundancy We
flesh Wake these eyes of bone to life In this skeletal form, rupture skin and flesh The ashes of the dead arise Past an enormity of stifling redundancy We
ghetto Still livin the whole thuggish stilleto Your team let the metal burst before you take an L You raised in hell, let the dust settle first Then
the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow If you know like I know you know you'll get hit with them hollows, sayin [Fat Joe] Raindrops are fallin
a ghost Malice and habit have now won the day The honors we fought for are lost in the fray Standards and bugles are trod in the dust Wounds have burst
Stay well on your way and follow the sign full your own promise and do what's divined the seven seas are far away placed in the valley of dust heat and
Silent staring, a thousand eyes Blood is pumping through my veins Tendons tearing while fragile life remains Ears are bursting, sight filled with dust
this dark and distant dream To tell the stories you have told To leave these bruises on your soul They are the flesh, they are the bone They are the
Walk around like Thor with a sacred hammer Yeah you don't really want the guns out We some vampire mo'fuckas Burn when the sun's out Y'all are traveling
act While the authors hide in sattelites or forts beneath the ocean And in this play We're cast as fools To blindly play By others' rules Now the dust
realms of mud and grime Fools and wise, young and old, sound, soul and light All is dust, the world's like this, and so we all are
mud and grime fools and wise, young and old, sound, soul and light all is dust, the world's like this, and so we all are
of mud and grime fools and wise, young and old, sound, soul and light all is dust, the world's like this, and so we all are
bastards by Are we living?? Are we dreaming?? Are we winning?? Or were we dying In a cloud of dust In a mushroom burst In a series of deaths As the agents burst
burst, little girl It's them same thing you should ignore them Are the same things you should looking for And the wanting not helpings any more We're not like we
while And I know you're gonna miss me So I'll leave you with this You know that big ball of radiation we call the sun? Well, it'll burst you into flames
that lil' nigga I'm from the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow If you know like I know you, know you'll get hit with them hollows, sayin' Raindrops are
poke of dust on the bar and he called for drinks on the house There was none could place the stranger's face though we searched ourselves for a clue But we
