to leave!It's time to go!Into the unknown... Journey into the unknown...I'll never come back again. Journey into the unknown...maybe into the end Journey into the unknown
oh i'm never letting go. there were fast times, i'm talking bout past times oh it feels like yesterday remember those nights and all the white lies when
and Bust (Hey Tig'!) What's good ma? (Enjoyin the show) (But there's somethin about Busta I've been dyin to know) Well holla at him [unknown female (
mine In a minute I'll be there Sit tight, get square You could do at the hippodrome Slide back, trombone Anybody got a TV tome That's right, unknown
The air was all dust, a night so untamed The ground opened up And swallowed all of the rain And it swallowed you too, into distance unknown As they sat
my unknown own destination With the music like syncopation and explore my own imagination How do I know if I am right and why I feel like I do? Separate the truth from the lies
in the distance the marble dome Reflects across the flatlands with a naked feel off into parts unknown The woman strokes his polished chrome and lies
[unknown singer] Ohh ma, ma, ma, ma Wow, wow I see chariots in the skies, (skies) Men & earth look surprised, As they flow across the sky.. Ever see the
"they got me so uptight" --> unknown singer [chorus 1: hell razah] We form the ghetto government You either hate us or you lovin it Ghetto
killah priest] This goes out, to all the brothers that lost somebody And all the brothers who got brothers that's locked down Sisters too... [unknown
shield for the ills that builds With this rampant nationalization; we're not dealin in humanism P.o.w.'s, m.i.a.'s unknown soldiers in unknown graves
tempt me Lyrics be empty like Alcatraz cellblock Too many MC's rappin causin lyrical gridlock Lyrical syllables interlock in my voicebox Yet I'm still unknown
[Quincy Jones] Starry night.. an unknown creation Written by, and from the archives of Tupac Shakur Dedicated to the memory of Vincent Van Gogh A creative
hat, and black Timberlands, from Brooklyn, New York, Timbo King! Left hand corner, wearing white trunks, a white wife beater And dirty white shelltoes, hailing from parts unknown
Live, I could hardly believe this I never thought I'd be rapping on no record with school teachers Hair flinch from the eighties, library, lies bury TV, tell lies
Positive energy activates constant elevation Out of the darkness Out of the deep of the darkness Lies the Gravediggaz From the parts unknown The world that's unknown
proof Save yourself from all the Lies of the beautiful people It's time to run from the Lies of the beautiful people Save yourself from all the Lies
go round? Will the answer let her down? She is so sweet and young And her life has just begun What does her future hold? That's the story left unknown
