Stop running, travel in peace. The world is resumed in pages you will never read. Remember who Navigates "en route" for sea looking for certain death
our music Mental (???) Made to smoke until we're too sick They're hoverin' They don't need their starships 'Cause they're hoverin' they're eternally
lettin fake people in my space no more [DMC] Sucker MC wanna fuck with me Stupid motherfucker shoulda stuck with D People wanna know what's up with me I be eternally
it a Barcelona hi-rise Whistles out the tuneless theme song On a hundred cheap suggestions And a million false seductions And all those eternal questions
looking for salvation Just a salty piece of land Somedays Cayo Loco SHIMMERS Like the stars up in the sky And the seabirds they do touch and gos As the world just tangos
soak this shit up If it was sess son, niggaz would smoke this shit up So wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up The 43rd conviction, incarcerated in hell for eternity
Digital, Bobby Digital, Wu Tang, Killer Bees It's all about Bobby, I'm floatin' in your galaxy You fallin' down a endless tunnel of doom reality Grahically
[Chorus: Trigga - Money Makin' Operation] We famous decorators Outlaws with the force with the Money Makers Wu-Tang when we bang we be regulators Player
winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out you cry out your words fly out, and sounds die out You remain unheard, sufferin eternally
zhi sheng shi wai cheng nuo bu hui shuo chu lai guan xi yi bu zai yan lei hai mei diao xia lai yi jing wang le gan han jiu xiang yi wan re tang de guan
need if you're gonna succeed No money, no cash No father, no bright lights There was nowhere she'd been At the age of fifteen As this tango singer found
Babylon Snowgoons (You'll burn if we shoot ya) Sunz of Man, the Killah Priest Maccabeez, Wu-Tang [Rasul Allah:] I was consumed by the eternal flames
(featuring Dr. Doom, Ghostface Killah, Holocaust & Ms. Roxy) [Holocaust, (Ms. Roxy)] (Bobby Digital), Wu-Tang Killer Bees (Its all about Bobby, I'm floatin
everlastin winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out you cry out your words fly out, and sounds die out You remain unheard, sufferin eternally
it a Barcelona hi-rise Whistles out the tuneless theme song on a hundred cheap suggestions And a million false seductions and all those eternal questions
the streets of chaos in the city where the statues scream. In streets where metal meets metal, the mighty tigers of pan-tang. Inhuman screaming statues