or suicide bomber Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction Whether you're soar away sun or BBC 1 Disinformation is a weapon of mass destruct You
waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life and act. *
, guilty as charged My memories ??, but makaveli lives on You think the industry is fun And no pity with guns And when your money is up Thats when your
stoned 'Cause I'm distorted from taking drugs Designed to help me regain my mind To rid the depression, I periodically endure I'm not right, but was better than when
to go about Making your amends to the dead To the dead With your halo slipping down Your halo slipping Your halo slipping down Your halo slipping down Your
was dreamin' If my mind was free I could chase away the demons But it ain't and they still can't understand That all I ever wanted in life was a chance
young adults, an insurrection of sorts was occurring. A boy of seventeen years called Challis was urging an uprising among his captured companions. Futile though it was
them people you was killas I put this on my dead thugs When they jump we gon' tear it up Torpedo one, bomb, torpedo two to see the destruction Military minded
I leave these things behind? And go from this world of hate and destruction. Darkness shines around my thoughts; I believe my mind is dead What I find in peace of mind
sunrise A never ending cycle in our minds Never once did we stop to think What if this all came to an end? If everything we knew was gone If reality
, eat a gourmet meal and stay real Nobody will be able to find your bones My business feeds your business, so mind your own Sellin' stuff to skeezers
like twelve months for material destruction Yo, that's disgusting So when the long arm of the law try to get it's grip Pull your middle finger and split
a helpless bystander waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up
stoned 'Cause I'm distorted from taking drugs Designed to help me regain my mind to rid the depression I periodically endure I'm not right But was better than when
weapon or suicide bomber Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction Whether your soar away sun or BBC 1 Disinformation is a weapon of mass destruction
mass destruction Whether inflation or globalization Fear is a weapon of mass destruction My dad came into my room holding his hat I knew he was leaving
them people you was killas I put this on my dead thugs When they jump we gon tear it up Torpedo one bomb torpedo two to see the destruction Military minded
the bottle minus special occasions Yesterday she could tell I had a hang over When asked what was the occasion I said because I could afford it I was a shame how short the time was