[Spoken Intro] You feel overburdened under your problems and feel like trapped in your own imagination. Realising that there are always new problems
There is always hope even when it seems very bad. Far from the southern vulcanic sirens comes the hope through the winds... Don't try to talk, don't
[Spoken Intro] Feeling insane. You don't know if you are dreaming or awake. You feel certain that something is coming for you but you just can't be
Danger up ahead Just ignore the warning signs instead Toughen up and break the rules that hold you down Smash the glass, shoot straight Don't look back
Well, I walked in the pouring rain And I heard a voice that cries, "It's all in vain" The voice of doom was shining in my room I just need one day, somewhere
I tell you what They don't mess with me, I'm a wild man, son I got me my very own anti-tank gun I got a jack rabbit with it, guess he was a mean one
[EP Version] When it's night on earth I'm longing for the days All the tears in my heart, driving me insane Running free, breaking from our chains
Our deep world of darkness, So infinite and formless, So far from paradise, Still ill at ease, We decree, we despite, We deceive, we arise, Spawned at
I'll give you space, as you chain me down I won't let go, but you'll let me fall I'll see your way, as you avoid mine I'll give in, so you can walk on
Now it?s time to get my life back Stolen years ago I have ridden to see you die Are you insane to cross my way Me, the king of doom I?ve never seen someone
Your love reaches out to me Your grace has made a way to You Made a way to You Your word lives inside of me Your truth is life to all who hear Life to
This is the operator with a collect call from Emory Jones To accept the charges, press '1' now Emory, what up? Told you I ain't too good With writin'
I told you Ms. Carter, here we are Momma, I made it You know how I do when the Doc do it I fly through it, that's how I operated Momma, I made it Ghetto
Dig a hole, bury yourself, nigga Go 'head, keep goin' I got some nice dresses For you guys over here The Incomparable H O Told you to get your money
Now I don't know what life will be in H I P H O P (I will be, I will be) Without the boy H O V Not only N.Y.C., I'm hip hop's savior So after this flow
People was poor before the hurricane came But the down pour poured is like when Mary J. sang Every day it rains, so every day the pain But ignored them
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport To *** with Young HO, international Show young boys how to do this thing The maturation of Jay-Zeezy, check
Anything you want, girl I bet you never seen it like this Just stay up on that floor, girl And I'll grant all your wishes You know, you know, you know