The power lines went out And I am all alone I don't really care at all Not answering my phone All the games you played The promises you made Couldn't
The power lines went out And I am all alone But I don't really care at all Not answering my phone All the games you played The promises you made Couldn
the powerful pulsing of love in the vein After the dream of falling and calling your name out These are the roots of rhythm And the roots of rhythm remain
This bloody road remains a mystery This sudden darkness fills the air What are we waiting for? Won't anybody help us? What are we waiting for? We can'
way Yeah, what is it good for? War Man has a sense for the discovery of beauty How rich is the world for one who makes you for us to show Beauty must have power
mind to become the head sergeant We all targets, the votes are in, but they ain't ours We got these politicians running their game to regain power
and deceased Father please, send me back, I don't wanna die I'm not as strong as I was and I can't lie During all the mayhem somehow I remained calm
mixed belief create confusion To remain plain and simplistic, realistic Accurate, articulate and absolutely artistic Uninhibited, unadulterated, unstoppable Unfuckwittable and unforgettable But since I've been granted the power
This bloody road remains a mystery This sudden darkness fills the air What are we waiting for? Won't anybody help us? What are we waiting for? We can
chick who could fill up a pair of jenes. See i'm doing this shit, doing this shit, for magnet, and niggas at Coney Gardens who try and do shit. Seen life aint a game it remains
, gimme dat Power, g-gimme dat Guns, gimme dat Freedom, g-gimme dat Pussy, gimme dat Drugs, g-gimme dat Gimme dat Respect, better gimme dat Money, gimme dat Power
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Bitches is pulling out they best suits Gangstas is getting dressed too Don't even underestimate the power of a test
currency that everybody needs somebodies delivery lulls you to sleep the man behind the weather map the editor in chief they control two worlds power
that everybody needs Somebody's delivery lulls you to sleep The man behind the weather map, the editor in chief They control two worlds of power and
the power Crack in the rainbow, my veins starts trembling Mystery sadness, thousands of faces Brings me the tail, why the black moon rising Lock the doors, try to remain
With stick and stone The beast has our backs Against the wall And the power to devour One and all Man must reach a higher plain For his world to remain
many times have I said I won't fall and then stand back on...a senseless road I am sure we have to preserve what we have inside... We have the power