hands of man another forest is lost. Carelessly we are neglecting the cost. Destruction across the land. Cannot wash the blood from our hands. Garbage
tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids Psyche! Eminem: If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would
with pistols close at hand Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face up bad They even raped so we blazed they pad Automatic shots rang out, on every block They puttin hits out on
re-submerge I can barely breathe Lung capacity Withering away Hyperventilate All disintegrating Bodies turn to dust Sudden rush of blood Snap me out
Head down unnoticed Hands cold and broken Passengers leave Frail time is over Stand on my shoulders Our hearts twisted Blood dried in numbers Blood
a burner in the knapsack, headed straight outta town Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip Doin hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips With little magnets on
We're free before the thunderstorm On towards the wilderness our quest carries on Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight Deep inside our hearts and all our
pain. In air, fire, earth and water World on the scales. Air, fire, earth and water Balance of change World on the scales On the scales. Bishops
we mean As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of every... All we are, all we are Is bullets I mean this [x4] As lead rains, will pass on through our
in the sand Cold metal in my hand Hope you understand the way that things are gonna be There's nowhere left to hide 'Cause God is on our side I keep
safe and dry Breathe in and drink up the winter sky [III - Daybreak] Slowly the day breaks apart in our hands And soft hallelujahs flow in from the church The one on
permanently It ain't complex I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next Do a drive-by on your project, take the traps Come on and get some of our
'm pleadin', I'm tryin' to stop you from leavin' You won't even listen so fuck it, I'm tryin' to stop you from breathin' I put both hands on your throat, I sit on
. [Hot Blooded/Foreigner] I'm hot blooded, check it and see. Got a fever of a hundred and three. Come on, baby, you can do more than dance. I'm hot blooded
You couldn't palm it with Shaquille hands It seems to me she had the whole world in her pants Walked behind her whispering love songs She started smiling so I handed
I commit Hopefully he gonna let me stay on his list I'm tryin' to get to Heaven America the Beautiful, don't be so cold How do you expectin' our seeds
And I saw drops of blood on my shirt and I remember The doctors saying I was dead And then later they had to take blood out of my hand 'couse they ran
know you're done You got easy eyes to hunt When the world above needs your blood And the cold vain to the richest man They're paid away to steal our hand
