I sprint the home straight, I rip my tracky-d?s as I hurdle the gate, I crash through the door, I fall up the stairs, Looking like I?ve been in intensive
all Chances are that ya might find That we share a common discomfort now I feel I'm walking a fine line Tell me only if it's real Still I'm on my way
how y'all feel Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less ends I'd most likely have a lot less friends You know
the wings of a song The Fury is screaming and Heaven is falling I feel it coming on strong *Chorus* The Lightning strikes cracking the night It feels like
the wings of a song The Fury is screaming and Heaven is falling I feel it coming on strong. [Chorus:] The lightning strikes cracking the night It feels like
damnation of lust. Hear my scream, Like a flame dance the night away. Through the line, close your eyes, Let these worlds collide. Hear my scream, Like
talk too much Like you Bobby ?The Brain? Heenan You probably match out Like I'm buff like Bagwell Red shoe like The Cat give me your heart I do damage like I
The human beings are my slaves. I will be their god instead of their god, I destroy them alive, if I feel like it. Humbly I stretch my blood-washed hand
slug? mothafuckers licked the knob Be like that, when I clap back time I feel it deeply, for my niggas I left behind I rep for mine, here son feel the
Scream until the war is over War is over And Dante's Inferno slides into dismorphia So scream until the war is over So I convalesce and I ease the stress
I'll flip ya Flip ya for real I'm a jeah But when I get rhymer block I need some gynacock Right after that fact I'm like a bull in a China shop Six pluses
that I'll flip ya Flip ya for real I'm a jeah But when I get rhymer block I need some ginacock Right after that fact I'm like a bull in a China shop Six
how y'all feel Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less ends I'd most likely have a lot less friends You