Line Up the dissidents, we hereby find you guilty of treason without hard evidence Point out the agitators, mek we deal with them proper, Illegal message
had to watch me Selling your ???? like a witch and you know what that meant??? How your time gonna be spent cause I was too hard headed But where you said not
's not too late to denya?¦ Why would anybody treat your right We already know how the actors feel. MIRACLE MILE I'm ready to blow It's not my fault
skin and implodes yer head And now you get your judgement day You think you'll float up then away But yer guilty just like everyone You turn to ash when
plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret to inform you
I still believe you said everything you ever said, cause you meant it and not just because we were sharing a bed and even though you needed me its something
Your bars made of steel can not hold what feel Living in this country well I've got pray Because they crucify a Christ every single day Sabo let the heads
Damn nigga, what's wrong wit you [Ras Kass] (I reign) I reign more cop than Johnny Sippin' tanquery with o.j. Sportin' bruno mali Not guilty but filthy
flashin A major tradgedy the neighborhood attraction [Mr. Shadow] I was born without no heart that a look at all my kharts Every 51 50 status of the guilty
lies between us now Back stab man and go be forgotten And we are not forgotten now Seeds fall but now are rotten Now hate and fear head the wrong way
gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me? My faith has been devout Blasphemous? Am I better off dead? Punishment, for all my sins A burning
gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me? My faith has been devout Blasphemous, am I better off dead? Punishment for all my sins A burning
On your head a big green ring You're not the king of the setting sun I know what you have not done And you're gonna burn in Hell He sometimes wondered
, when the tide began to rise I wish it all gone I could've burned it when I had that choice And now I'd die to kill this noise in my head Pre-Chorus
the first stone Not guilty, So don't be Reaching for more Pleading Not guilty So don't be Waiting to throw the first stone Not guilty Not guilty
crowd leave 'em praising the lord In the asiatic war we chop heads off Like general monk and his swordsmen The reason is burning season My brothers is guilty
them the guilty impression Every word that you hear is a weapon of fear To win the war of confessions The lights shoot a glare, like bullets they stare And burn
Try to mend credentials, dirt remains sublime Silence and addiction undermine Kick the bastards out, crawl kneeling to his chest Bone and skin descending burns the best Here is my heart and head