name of Love My heart is in your hand So try to understand... Straight for the heart I'm going straight for the heart Gonna drive you crazy... Going straight for the heart
up Yuh a here mi when yuh pass the gate Written at the entrance violate A straight death sentence to live Yuh must be great to be a snake Know repentance
bustin' your head Sendin' you to your grave, it's do or die, cousin Aimin' straight for your head, makin' sure you die, cousin They dressin' in black, prepared for
First and foremost, flow easy, yo easy Yo, yo, for the hood Everybody flow easy, so easy Yo, listen, for the corrupt mob John Cena, Trademarc, listen
awaken, your manhood'll be taken Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination I'm pure adrenaline, uncut, straight to your gut, medicine Raw cure for
thing the sun is sunning for What mothers birth their youngens for And some say Jesus coming for For all I know the earth is spinning slow Suns at
thing the sun is sunning for What mothers birth their youngens for And some say Jesus coming for For all I know the earth is spinning slow Suns at half
the east, taking over the block [Raekwon] Aiyo, aiyo, straight funky and polly, blue X 'liro They lookin' for me, what the fu*k you behind me for? Stressin
s machette'd up stainless You never heard nothin', all you hear is the guns bangin' Rockin' pastel blazers with a shorty from Iceland Who old dad put 'em up on white
in the face From Brixton, to Clapham Common, my lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin, and murder niggaz for rhymin Spittin fire, with gasoline for
hit ya right back Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap Can ya hear me, can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me
them Music bad weed Listening to music while stoned is a whole new world Most cannabis consumers report it second only to snakes And grass will change your musical habits, for
thoughts I hope To find a little peace here I thank Allah for blessing me To be creative So here's a diss for me For bein' unappreciative
me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis Took share time in Marquis, New God general contractin service While Meth Chef and Dead was off the Nu-dol For white
niggas bustin' your head Sendin' you to your grave - it's do or die, cousin Aimin' straight for your head, makin' sure you die, cousin They dressin' in black, prepared for
for I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for What mothers birth their youngens for And some say Jesus coming for For all I know the earth
