"All That Remains" by Fear of God Powerlines... steel webs confine, violating the brownish sky. Hard grey smothers, earth, like cancer. Cracks revealing
of control Voice of reason slips away Eyes staring back at me So dark, so cold Reflecting all that remains I know the enslaver. I taste its poison...
In seven days the hog Created light and what the fuck else n who created God You think the death of one man Selfproclaimed the son of God a lost But
Whatever, whatever. We live in an era where errors aren’t made to Remain an error, but I think that’s kinda better. Understand that word and how you use
miss shit I hit all, whoever that did this We Gonna Getch'all [Kon Artis] Yo, yo Now whether its Sadam or Bin Laden Thats been startin all this trouble
Despair has a face And all these wounds remain unhealed Blessed to kill and enslaved Are all hearts around love's will Thrilled to start all over again
Chorus: all together So where you at y'all? Right here, hangin with my brothers and we showin no fear So where you at y'all? Right here, if you represent
in pairs Who's that nigga you fear? Ja Rule motherfucka All my hoes and hustlers ride with me, get a feeling on how this world did me Was curious until it all
The Realest Shit I Ever Heard That Shit Gave Me Chills Ima Get That Time Off Him If Its Gods Will Don't Know When God Coming Thats My Only Fear Been Dranking
years I need you when you don't I remain more stubborn then I ever was before I bear the witness, bear the witness for you, girl All that is good is '
all, all falls down Telling you all, it all falls down Children eat your bread Little children eat your bread 'Cuz it all, all falls down Telling you all, it all
that bail out, Help out.. please, it sure is hard livin with out cheese, Aint shit in my pocket only these house keys, They pray for a n-gga but yet they doubt me That
Livin' forever Whatever, whatever We live in an era where errors aren't made to Remain an error, but I think that's kinda better Understand that word
and so many place s and so many faces that the only way that I could ever get you all together would be to die So you could ask what's the point of makin
all day of his home in Tennessee, and before nightfall, a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee. There wasn't a breath in that land of death, and
you know, that hell will be Hot for a nigga's infidelity But until then God forgive me for any, promises that I broke family Can I be forgiven for all the, liquor and weed that
still watching what they Doing is hard I swear this life thing is getting so Confusing Keep you in your mind and maintain that's the kind that remains
parlay my chips Hov, alright, alright, American gangster, gangster Business like I'm white but I'm not I'm just bright So fly with no fear of the flight So if y'all
