(feat. Through The Speakers) The moonlight rays are my only weekness And when I see your face I am weakend I know that when your here girl I feel the
a cool image Like Hendrix, my kindred, y'all fuck up to my index Bench press rappers doing sets with my Syntax Ain't nothin' new motherfucker, man I been black Impact
Some others find When we're together we come alive When we organize Collective arrival We share the same space We feel the same impact On arrival and embrace
to excite, I just aim, I never miss Embrace you wit a hug of death, give your ass a slight kiss Toxic words that spill over pages, for ages Impacts like
- some others find When we're together we come alive when we organise Collective arrival We share the same space We feel the same impact on arrival and embrace
just aim, I never miss Embrace you wit a hug of death, give your ass a slight kiss Toxic words that spill over pages, for ages Impacts like M-16's to
the past times baby, the last time that we met. Can you all feel the tension some like a distant burning desire, to slit each other's throat, I can
Some others find When we're together we come alive when we organize Collective arrival We share the same space We feel the same impact on arrival and embrace
off Breaking laws, graveyard shifting every day war Focus now, notice how, things change, soldier I remain the same, I'm older now, I embrace the pain
