way, It's gotta find its way, I think it's done, but hope is gone, It's no use now, the strike is on, And tomorrow never came, My love letter lost
heads (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens be the vets (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) I'm here to crack ya cats' skulls open Fuck ya head
't nobody here but me [Hook] [Verse 3 - Killer Mike] Yeah I smoke, and I drank Yeah I pop, and I lean Might see me on M.L. King Burnin rubber, burnin
know just what I'm waiting for Acid burns my skull, as blind as snow Black oblivion drags me ever towards I dream tomorrow, till tomorrow is nevermore Voices tell me, strike the match and burn
blossom? You are destroying and corrupting. In condemning them to the nuclear nightmare Are you willing to accept the burning of tomorrow's unborn? They
control over your mind and body, hip-hop is more than Just a flow in a party strike down the ungodly, unoriginal, hypocrites Let 'em burn at the stake
down On a cold hard night Pitiless eyes of the cityless souls Narrow in the lights Sorrow upon sorrow Go ganging up in your head You can leave it till tomorrow
these shining blades in hand were only men, now man was the master of this world. The story tells of stormy skies Black clouds gathered up high And of lightning striking from a Burning
niggas that'll die with me And we can get it on Rigga niggas wanna see the dog nigga bite But this kid Drag strike a light Fuck five mics, my fire burn
the cherry trees blossom? You are destroying and corrupting. In condemning them to the nuclear nightmare Are you willing to accept the burning of tomorrow
a cold hard night Pitiless eyes of the cityless souls Narrow in the lights Sorrow upon sorrow Go ganging up in your head You can leave it till tomorrow
in hand were only men, now man was the master of this world. The story tells of stormy skies [sings: raging winds] Black clouds gathered up high And of lightning striking from a Burning
Grove speaking Elohimian code Under the table sale of reptilian skulls Sherm, purple pill, word to Bill, murder guild, burn your face Burger grill meatloaf head
nobody here but me [Hook] [Verse 3: Killer Mike] Yeah I smoke, and I drank Yeah I pop, and I lean Might see me on M.L. King Burnin rubber, burnin green
the vets *click*) (Killa Queens, killa killa Queens {Q-U}) Queens be the best *click* {Yo} (Killa Queens, killa killa Queens {Q-U}) Queens take ya heads
To take control over your mind and body Hip-hop is more than just a flow in a party Strike down the unoriginal hypocrites Let 'em burn at the stake like