you're in it too Heart's gone black, the sky is fallin' Piling up outside the transplantation camp Time's up, coyote's calling Debris being left as treasures
empty plain. The treasure, the treasure. On the treasure train, on the treasure train, on the treasure train, We will never be the same. On the treasure train, on the treasure
And in my bedroom is my domain Where I fix my brain To bring you all this hella style Of dope pain Off (?), off tracks, all heads ya dead Treasure my
my mind - treasure my home need This is not my sky Not my sky This is not my sky This is not my sky This is not my sky This is not my sky This is not
my misery. I'm getting away from this word. I'm flying as high as I can. The oxygen sets diamonds in my mind. The missionary screams murder through my
my skeleton and donated it to the war mausoleum... I cut my will and testament along the scar tissue seam. I packaged my heart and fed-ex'd it to the
I do it all the same As the actors in the game? Or would I spit it back at them And not get caught up in their rules? And live according to my own And
and tha ends Flossin through dallas, texas in tha new 2000 benz Wit some hen, and a fat sack of indo, my head is in tha sky I'm gettin high, and wit my
the grave I am buried A treasure lies Resting with me sharing my dreams For every day that passes I get weaker Soon my body wither away And so my love
My seeds growin' his seeds marry his seeds That's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family The treasure is the glaciers of ice The treasure is the glaciers of ice The treasure
For one who once treasured life Now to paint the world black. Who would believe What I have seen? Why has live betrayed me? My mind the foe The Judas
bells softly chime Hey, hey, night fights day There's food for the thinkers and the innocents All live slowly, all live slowly My, my, the sky will cry
I see the sky turning into dark While the day is giving it's final mark Shadows grow longer beneath the trees As black curtain spreads all over me And
the world to save he's digging for buried treasures he's leaving nothing but fields of graves the tears will fly like birds of vengeance the sky will
make a toast to the sky Blow somesmoke in the air so we both can get high At night I hold my rosarys tight and hope to get by Close my eyes and ask the
Hold up, low packs like I got cancer Choking on them white boys make a black panther Love my women with high heels and high standards And only cheat on my
a witch flew out shaman dived across the sky under her the woods and lakes till she saw the Northland gates I have come for my son, where is my son?
bled my mother and my father, but can't bleed me OD, ghetto misery, he bled my brother, my sister, but can't bleed me A OG, ghetto misery, bled my mother