sure Dark in heaven, baby, that's for sure Dark swells the sea Time is ripping at the seams Symphonic rain, symphonic pain, symphony Outside is black in the projects
in heaven baby that's for sure Dark swells the sea Time is ripping at the seams Symphonic rain Symphonic rain Symphonic rain Symphony Ouside is black In the projects
Vertaling: As. PROJECTEN.
Dark in heaven baby that's for sure Dark swells the sea Time is ripping at the seams Symphonic rain Symphonic rain Symphonic rain Symphony Ouside is black In the projects
Garden, I'm the Adam and the, Eve of Destruction In volcanic eruption, biological dust Be turnin' into anatomical rust, re-astonishing crush Ash to ash
girls stop and stare it's obvious it's the "Roc" Your vision's impaired it's obvious it's the watch Park nine for being pasumptious It could be that ash
german schiester film who gobbled doggie dick and human feces my fingers tap buttons with sanctified awareness from heart scan to pulse readings this a voice from a dead dimension without astral projection
no credit, I leave ya mind paralyzed dun, but don't wet it Scarface persona, I acquired a taste for drama and I embrace this Real shit, you banned from the projects
been warned It's murder when ya fuck wit' Chat Don't need your sorrow or your pity Should've thought before you did it Ash to ash and dust to dust Ya'
another world thinkin' How can we exist through the facts? Written in school text books, Bibles, etc Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed So I be ghost for my projects
teeth Minds I teach complex Multiple projects Kent sent lead specs through Fed-Ex Effects, dying tape decks and checks Pay with cash, lava ash cooks the
him some money mane And fuckin' wit him is like fuckin' wit somethin' different Ya gotta be tough, nigga ya gotta be rough Like ash to ash nigga, and
words that I heard last my ear drums are still numb from the first blast I couldn't turn back past the grave into my head for the dead putting ash in
by the titans Follow the sergeant, the one handle and largest, the vents Made the top of department, fire bomb and projects intent Video farewells off
-S gets the last laugh, before the critical mass In half the speed of a bulb flash Fire engulf that ass, into a mole hill of charcoal ash Only to be blown
. Ash! You bleed... The touch imbues... Under caress of my Runes. Exudates of God! Animated ring... The Silver herein me. Unholy Signature... Imperial Commanders projecting
thinking how can we exist through the facts written in school text books, bibles, etcetera fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er so i be ghost from my projects
