troops! We were meant to regroup And return to our roots once again! Are you in or out? Gotta know without a doubt I'm the one you need for a dirty deed
be a for sale sign, without a doubt (Chorus) There's a dark spirit living in your house with you So here's a quick list of things you gon need to do
me die without fear As I have lived without it So shut your mouth and spare my ears I'm fed up with all your bullshit After a thousand years of opression
loser, I am yearning for a name I am empty, I am proud, I am seeking my tomorrow I am growing, I am fading, I am hope amid the sorrow I am certain, I am doubtful
more than what you gave. Waiting for something more than what you gave. Life with you is Georgiaa?¦ Sometimes I know you feel a bit let down It's not the same without
survive when all other fails Try to make a living when fools tellin' tall tales Undeniable rap skills made viable It's not impossible high standards are attainable Without doubt
doubt, without a question The blessing your guests in a suffocated session Anyway your honor, hearsay the melee Is here for the payday, so A to the K
came a long way, we got a thousand miles to get, shit But ain't I allowed to vent? we need more cuttin in, but still they sound a bit like whoever Got
am that I am from out of nowhere To fight without a cause Roots strain against the grain With brute force you'd better Hold out when you're in doubt
don't know? Why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow? When faith's our shelter from the cold Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away without you
pain and cruelty If there's a higher state - anywhere I am the ground: What is a tree without roots No more than a thought without any doubts True
miss amend Peep the structure of a whole empire Smuggled sealed tai, pack lyrics like Kya Verbal messiah, when I cross I set a fire Wacker MC went in doubt
me die without fear! As I have lived without it So shut your mouth and spare my ears I'm fed up with all your bullshit After a thousand years of opression
Baby's a superstar, y'all can't control me now... Uhn..Uhn... [Chorus:] Without you, There's no me, Without roots, There's no tree, There would be no history, Without
artists, every week you hear a new group Maybe it's me or possibly I got a screw loose A raisin short of two scoops but we don't do what you do (do,
the structure of a whole empire Smuggled sealed tai, pack lyrics like Kya Verbal messiah, when I cross I set a fire Wacker MC went in doubt cuz I'm for
. A full-blooded Cherokee, he predicted to me the time and the place that the trouble would start. There's a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage And a