The sun was red and the fires were roarin' Stars aligned and our webs were spun I could've sworn I heard my spirit soarin' Guess, I'm always chasin' the
Yeah Oh, dig this Like the heat from a thousand suns that burns on Rising ever higher A phoenix from a pyre My eternal desire I'm on fire, I'm on fire
PHENIX (music: Tenkula & SENTENCED, defiance: Teiwaz) burned alive in the flames of love - the ashes scattered in the wind fucked up by the unholy
If I give my heart to you, are you gonna break it If I give my hand to you, are you gonna take it If I give my life to you, are you gonna take it And
The phoenix, no longer a myth So strike a match and watch it burn Our destination's rigor mortise 'Cause nobody listens and nobody learns And your world
So I take another step And one more breath closer to death There's things going on in this world That got me stressed Lately I find myself searching
First off I got to send a shout out to Brooklyn B K in the building stand up, second of all Man, I tell you when I do these interviews out here, man All
Lord, it's a constant struggle down here Specially when all you know how to do is hustle down here Lord, it's a miracle, I'm still breathing down here
Yeah, a lot a mysteries, a lot a histories Too much blowin' up and showin' up, and not enough growin' up I mean it happens, people change, yeah A brother
Ha, ha, I'm fine y'all It's your boy Ghetto Superman A.k.a Lyfe, a.k.a don't got a wife What up Young Boy? Everybody talkin' about livin' on Capital
Yeah, I had to come back with something What's on my heart y'all I mean you like to look at dem girls In those short shorts, all dat good stuff But don
Little somethin' for my godson Elijah And a little girl named Corinne Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh
So we, we talked about this goodbye thing, man And Def, I mean but I just thought man We had so much history together She was, she was with me when I
I was born by the river That my momma cried when my daddy died Maybe that was the reason I didn't get the attention That I was needing to touch 'Cause
Tony, Rohnstadt, say Bring breath back Jesus swings, Jesus swings Jesus swings, Jesus swings Shorty, what you mad for? I don't know too many That go
Oh, Lord thank You, thank you baby Oh, that's what I'm talking 'bout Lovely as summertime always been a friend of mine Slicker than banana peels Cooler
It's that man again Some people have heard of him as a hustler Hell, hope live, really Street life killed my daddy Got my momma pregnant in the back
See I'm jealous of your clothes 'Cause they touch you more than I do And it kills me sometimes to know That your toes spend so much time with your shoes
