audio-biographical sketch in which I bleed [Chorus x2] That's how my dark soul chose to bleed (what, what) That's how my dark soul chose to bleed (what
on my nerves, spitting in my face Makes me burst out with hysteric madness She will die By my blade. Take her life. Strike her down. Make her bleed
lift the stress of babylon, Mother knows, my mother she suffered blows, I don't know how we survived such violent episodes, I was so worried, and hurt to see you bleed
night eternally searching and Fighting to be eternally free And to live in darkness Decaying upon their crosses Light without will (or reason
make you, or break you Them police shake you, cause your ridin' big-boy six hundred Like a nigga ain't supposed to have nuttin', thats worth a lil' somethin' The reason
1] You wanna spray at me? Go head The last nigga that tried Got hit, keeled over, and bled 'til he died Ya little sister callin you stupid Reason
Well, it's been almost a year to the moment When I finally realized it was over And I knew that love wasn't good enough Of a reason for me to stay Well
and witness Innocent semen being poured Into the arms of Armageddon Let it pour, more and more Pure fucking Armageddon Let it pour more and more Reason
never know why your face has haunted me My very soul has to bleed this time Another hole in the wall of my inner defenses Leaving me breathless, the reason
pay In their lifetime Bronx Style Bob: in their lifetime (2x) CHORUS Sittin' you wait for my roads to cross You nail me down and you watch me bleed Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed
Yesterday, just a dream I don’t remember Tomorrow, still a hope I’ve yet to endure I’m out of time I’m out of rhyme I’m out of reason Season’s change
my game plan You say man that kid bug, soya blood cotacs if you like the key Now I'll stomp your head till you're dead or at least till you bleed Fuck
the way you want to? Just say it like it's all true Just tell it like you want to You bled along the edge of reason You could have changed your mind
I couldn't contest it so here's my confession you're my blessing You're the reason I believe you're the reason I sing You're the reason angels tangle
of me I'm here and i still don't know, i feel so low now You make my life so aching My every thought you're breaking My ears begin to bleed, words you
1 For what's it worth Everything that i believe in, my lord If they saw where a nigga been would they applaud my achievements? I'm killin these niggaz for a reason
The new american century Has only just begun No one exempt from the tragedy Counterattack start pushing back Fight the power That chokes your speech Fight the power That makes you bleed
Feelin' fine Let's rip out yours instead of mine And all you need Are several ways to watch me bleed Well thanks for stoppin' this beatin' in my chest