a little bit of old school for ya That goes a little something like this I always tried to be the fliest kid in the block The popular one with the rising
bit of old school for ya, That goes a little something like this... I always tried to be the flyest kid in the block The popular one with the rising
of hate And when I get to Houston fo show I'm getting paid [2] - I'm coming from the valley staning em slanning em Got my clavo small paper tall Rising
you, I come to find it's not worth fightin' for. Ah, the sun in my eyes is all that I'm livin' for, Ah, full moon on the rise is all that's worth dyin
(music: Lardie, Russell / lyrics: Russell) As the light calls back the shadows, she rises from her chair; puts away the past, and looks into the mirror
Well my temperature's rising and my feet are on the floor Twenty people knocking 'cos they're wanting some more Let me in baby, I don't know what you'
dearly like to know I've all this wonder of earthly plunder will it leave us anything to show And our time is flyin' see the candle burnin' low Is the new world rising
(music: Russell, Lardie, Kendall, Dokken, Johnson / lyrics: Russell, Johnson) On the horizon, there's a storm on the rise; black seas are forming, there
white noise. Destroyer, Destroyer, we sing it like a funeral choir. Mourning now our hope is burning in the fire. Deceiver, Deceiver. You never were a great
In the bed, Amongst the dead: Santa Rita, ora pro nobis I looked at you And touched the earth Hid under concrete and cruelty Credo quia impossibile est That the dead rise, rise, rise
need is my mates, single is one of my traits i wont sit and wait, ill sedate my fate and turn it into great ill give you the bait, you just better take
Walls of Isengard Face the northern winds Carved black pillars Rising high up to the sky Arcane relic Crowned by the four peaks Feels the auturnn breeze
in and dwell on faces past Like memories seem to fade No color left but black and white And soon will all turn gray But may these shadows rise to walk
There's a bright white light To shine shine on all the dim bulbs In the crowd tonight And there's a thin yellow line To separate the fast lane And there
leaving niggaz comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smoking dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great
mercy bring. A shield of gold, the Creator and king, And the great sword of steel. Sons os destiny shall wield. Hear Wisdom's voice. Rise, know the strength