From a not born, to a born don, rap armageddon Is there a light at the end of the tunnel, or just a dead end To get it back like a light packerback,
above all you jive suckers Listen, that's word to my mother You throw a shot at me I'm throwing a shot back Your's is on a joint Mine's whistling by your
have taken. Will we see a light in the dark at this tunnel's end? To pacify the rage of hallow slogan, To ezpose picket sign pretense, And reationalize words
won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge
