now I think it's time to move on (when will you say) but these ghosts come alive like water and wine walk through these streets singing songs and carrying signs, to them
(feat. Lil Wayne) [Game - Verse 1] Throw your muthafucking Cincinnati hats in the sky Nigga don't ask why Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95?s
's the same egospiritual, we thuggin in harmony They say death brings life, there exchange no robbery If I'm wrong pardon me, me I'm just tired of poverty Why them
When the cameras on, talk about what you gon' do to niggaz When the hammers drawn, you fold up and hoo-koo nigga This ain't no song, dog I will do you
take a closer look at the bars You'll see I'm not behind them or in front of them, I'm one of them Started with a hundred, The Game spit three I said "
f/ Fabolous Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Verse 1 - Malice) Say dog, let's not get involved You don't wanna tango, I'll dress you in a halo Cock the gauge
high above Isaac and drive down as hard as you can. Shiny Master Caddylackness, haloes suit you well. Stand fast, upset the system, so many tomorrows to sell. Shiny Master Caddylackness, haloes
Stupor of fools Trapped in a paradox Slip back Dream state Flesh crawls as your body rots away Angels with broken halos A sawn song Burn away the day
are all the dreamers... that I used know? We used to linger beneath street lamps in the halos and the smoke The wing and the wheel... came to carry them
set for disaster You got me throwing halos to people that Can't catch them So catch me if you can You got me throwing halos to people that Can't catch them
Tugboat Now he thinks he's Captain Ahab Facist takes for the pegleg's birds and eyepatches Learn that lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of them
mayhem Health, pain, suspense, breath, sound, guilt, pride, time [Aesop Rock] We all know what a halo is But we all don't know the horrors if your halo
[feat. Lupe Fiasco] [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] I see diamond flooded demons, lamborghini angels Halos down with the doors flappin when they came through
but now I'm willing to See, I'm Num to the world and now I'm feeling you See, you my little angel without the halo Don't sweat me when I'm out all night
don't really sing no more But you still running the game so If you don't behave like them They call you crazy And if you won't slave for them They call
angel And don't really sing no more But you still running the game so If you don't behave like them They call us crazy And if you wont slave for them
They're taking pictures of the man from God I hope his cassock's clean The burden of being our holy fellas Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam What
Carving nightmares out of dreams You can scream as you go No one will ever know I'm saving you from the pain of tomorrow And pray you'll find a halo