well Whispering' the ripples through the fates and changes Did you think you were young and beautiful Then, I see that One or two people sliding
straight No one decides another person's fate I tried to look inside the head of all the changes planned And now I can't believe my eyes I never cozied
All is fair in love Love's a crazy game Two people vow to stay In love as one, they say But all is changed with time The future none can see The road
Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where you're from It's where's your gat You made a grave mistake Shouldn't of come here, you changed your fate Your brains'
look around, I see so much fakeness goin' down Bring the power back to the streets, where the people live Bring the power back to the streets, where the people
be that stumblin' block, I be the rock That hit you in the head before you trip off what he said It's like that and it'll never change And as long as
never question why Worship Talons from the sky What lies beyong the golden gate A journey of uncertain fate Serve and never question why Serve and never
you become Serve and never question why Worship Talons from the sky What lies beyong the golden gate A journey of uncertain fate Serve and never question why Serve and never
is the time, together we can change this place for the better Now is the time, together we can change this place for the better Now is the time, together we can change
and enjoy urself until the coroner comes... oop my penis is comin out there must be trouble in the monkeyhouse fever runnin cage to cage either one in change for change
Fuck that! Fight back! Live for the moment We got to get it right All my people, can you relate? 'Cause we've got other people deciding our fate And
dem mouth start demonstrate... and Make the dollars... Make the gyal dem holler... Make the world take notice of greatness. Control your fate. Never too late Never
Never has every member in one crew been so diverse Tryin' to outdo the last verse that I birthed that is my curse Your knight in rhyming armor sentimentally
fuck yourself 'Cause lost too many before to Ignore all the warning signs Inform you of your fate It's never too late to change Still it seems strange When the crowd changes
can't rock If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk, it ain't knock If you round our neck of the woods, you better stop 'Cos the people on the block gonna
guns in St. Martin! Gavroche General Lamarque Is dead! Enjolras Lamarque is dead. Lamarque! His death is the hour of fate. The people's man. His
guns in St. Martin! GAVROCHE General Lamarque is dead! ENJOLRAS Lamarque is dead. Lamarque! His death is the hour of fate. The people's man. His death