back your bitch lookin bummy what Ya'll staring at the angel of death Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh This is architect music
your bitch lookin bummy what Ya'll staring at the angel of death Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh This is architect music Verbal
When I wake up, I look into the mirror I can see a clearer vision I should start living today 'Cause today is gonna be the day Is gonna be the day 'Cause
owed, but the flows getting sowed I been doing this a minute, but I think I want to end it ?Cuz I think I?m on a higher level when I go But the music
enough I guess So you gave your other style a test You was hardcore hip-hop Now look at yourself, boy you done flip-flopped Givin' our music away to
then my words are the candles Light it up, make a wish and them angels will grant you Impatient once tried but in those angels and bamboo They lit it
were disappearing into view Oh, what a dream, beyond the realm of why Pretty little beings beneath the yawning sky Speaking of God as though they could define Music
my mouth wired shut for like I don't know the doctor said for like six weeks You know we had reconstru.... I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw Looked in the mirror
(Music : Rutan / Lyrics : Vincent) Savagery - as judgment days arrive Long we have waited for this time How many brothers fallen ? How many kept alive
darkness, digging it down, deep down, deep, down deep digging it We watched an insect stray to the edge of it's world, a lily pad stretched over a green mirror
takin' his own life And he said, "I kinda like livin' He could feel his heart makin' a boom Sounded like music in the next room Music in the next room
nervous And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious [Verse Two: Sizzla (Wyclef)] Come rooooooooock with me~! I got the music on the block
' them angels overtime Riding and diving and living so close to the edge Workin' them angels, workin' them angels Workin' them angels Workin' them angels overtime Workin' them angels
of other one behind the broken mirror on the wall disgrace me and break me burn my wings and re-arrange me still bleeding and feeding with blood the angels
set you free Wept bitter tears Excessive courtesy I won't forget [IV] A hot sick lava flowed up, Rustling & bubbling. The paper-face. Mirror-mask, I love you mirror
one in all the world Like a Barbie doll Oh love is snakes and ladders Snakes and ladders She Just to have and hold Is the perfect air-brushed angel
a friend All you can hear is the music Of stillness and pure harmony Magical mirrors reflecting the light That colors the sea You'll be surrounded by angel
mirror Carried away on a wave of music down a desert road Memory humming at the heart of factory town All my life I?ve been workin? them Angels overtime