light but still blind because you lack the inner, every sinner will end up in the everlastin winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third eye
the side I'm doing fine, I'm back in the Palisades Let's watch a pastoral school play China shops and cold ivory towers Eye and eye, they toast to the
compromises, Brave fronts, deceitful disguises. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Turning a blind eye to the
sun falls, brother Probably gathering your sheep with all these other mothafuckers Struck twice in the same place by a moody Zues fishliner Smackin the third
crown of maggots Your father shakes inside that third glass eye Come on and give it to me Come on and die In your viscera eyes Cut the lights Close the blinds
culture and the microphone This has got to stop -- your whole spot is blown sky high, battle why try? My view is bird's eye, scopin with my third eye
Kansas anymore It's the killa bee shores, all out war Before you go here you best to go there And see it clear Through your third eye With a curb, with
of light but still blind because you lack the inner, every sinner will end up in the everlastin winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third eye
lose Split ones wig with the zig, evidently he didn't see my third eye The second suspect tried to hit P-Folk from the blind side Exchangin' round for
gotta follow And God forbid you go to Hell But if you ever walked through any ghetto then you know it well We in the third eye of the storm [Chorus:]