question For all you sinners Have you ever wondered Is this all there is to life? A quick adventure Not much to mention A slow procession Leading us to die Is
in defense of our country Whose time at the top could be coming to an end We don't want your love Respect at this point's pretty much out of the question
is a Poweehouse,South Central is a Powerhouse,Watts is a Powerhouse,Long Beach is a Powerhouse,Inglewood is a Powerhouse,Compton is a Porhouse,Riverside is a POwerhouse,Pasedena is
away) Are you serious dog? I'll see you in a minute bruh Alright you said you got one last question What is it? (Is this how it's suppose to be?) Yes, my picture is
L.A. getting' sucked off in Malibu A new car, ask the Jake, they call me "No shit" 'Cause everytime they question me, I don't know shit And hold this, yea nigga just know this
rhymes The question wouldn't be If I sold my soul My soul's been sold The question is: Was it worth your dime Listenin' Listenin' to this Listenin' Listenin
to know everything But in the land of the blind A man with one eye is king And the question that I really want answered is this Why is seekin revenge
hold it, I transcend time This microphone allows me to shine Bright, with the light This microphone is my weapon This microphone is my confidant This microphone is
mode Your dick rode me long enough Dunn, now you can let go Every man in this world has a destiny Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of
rock the whole Metropolis Bitches who burn dick won't put a stop to us Niggas who Love is love See, this is what I mean when we come together like this
baby? Yeah everything is lovely over here. GZA: No shoes and no shirt on, sure the hills is where it's at? RZA: Yeah the, the Maximillion is sure
I be And if I hold out my hand would you turn on me As I lie in this bed, my heart is dead, and I cant find the answers To these questions in my head
what to do? Who rules your thoughts at night? Whose rules define your life? Oh, you know it's up to you So who are you listening to? This is your life
I've a question for you all Whose idea was it? What is the point of it? (Loneliness, oh, loneliness) I can't carry on this way Please let me stay,
This is a true story (this is a true story) Its kinda crazy (its kinda crazy) It goes back a little (It goes back a little) See me and my mans (see, me
Whose sticky hands are these And what is this empty place? I could be happily lost but for your face Here stands an empty house That used to be full of
endless mist Of time that has no end For she's shining like a beacon In his mind as time again He's haunted by the one Whose name is life For her eyes