ONE of the most spectacular and dramatic performances of all primitive people is the exorcism of demons by a shaman to cure the sick. This exorcism is performed in war time and in times of peace
We're all callin' for peace and still prayin' for help
I smell demons in the air when I step out the house
I called 'em out and now they're foamin' at the mouth
I said it's about time you stop k**in' all of our brothers
You muthaf**as With the poison you and your boys be feedin' to each other
Yo. Visit the graveyard day of my d**h
Come back and bury all you muthaf**as who next
I got a mad grip on k**a sh**, Hittin the streets
Dead poetry over beats, bangin' freedom and peace. So Peep
I know you hate me but my God is stronger
Watchin' my enemies burn in the flames of the karma...
I'm laughing like a jackal as i spread
My wings and elevate free
I know the world hates me,but in the grand scheme ,deep in your
Hearts,you wanna thank me
'Cause we're the same,we,all are looking for an escape from pretty
Much the same things.”So i won't die and it is an abomination that is the story
Of my life
And why is it desperation that's always
Getting me by
With a hatred like mine it's
Unbearable to describe
I'm a danger to myself
And my angers got me strapped
In a jacket and most times and lately... I re-act to the fact that
It's all here to change me
With a finger to the
Face i stay the same me!!
I know my life is a disaster n'
I better straighten it out
Its stand tall or fall a
Victim of getting caught in
A spiraling of emotion that
I call.. devotion
And destruction of everything
And it's my fault..
I'm hoping to try more
Let's open up my door,and let'em know i'm
Bringing it back like an
Encore to my life!!