Besedila:
The Black League Deep Waters

... in a velvet robe, I feel you... from across the wave I hear you... calling me Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women. And calling children Deep waters

hair And what 16 joints later still lounge Fresh, from flatbush in my baggy booster gets Style is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues 50,000 leagues of black

fin Deepest, bluest, my hat is like a shark's fin Uh, uh, take it deeper Uh, uh, take it deeper Uh, uh, take it deeper Uh, uh, take it deeper These waters

plus the others who came To see a fat ass show, instead there's bullets aflame Chorus Verse two: hannibal Still waters run deep this is leagues in

, tortureous slang from a fortune Swordsman, throw your rap corpse in coffins Don't pop glocks at me then cop a plea A hundred thousand leagues beneath the sea Deep

others who came to see a fat ass show, instead there's bullets aflame [Chorus] [Verse Two: Hannibal] Still waters run deep this is leagues in depth

Enforcin, tortureous slang from a fortune Swordsman, throw your rap corpse in coffins Don't pop glocks at me then cop a plea A hundred thousand leagues beneath the sea Deep

am the water god You will bow to the water god You will live for the water god And you will die for the water god Live for the water god Die for the

the channel of old England; From Ushant to Scily is thirty five leagues. We hove our ship to with the wind from the west, boys Hove our ship to, deep