{Bizzy} There is no way in hell (marching factions...) That the blind can lead the blind (...regime takin' over my body...) Unless somebody play the dog (...intertwined into my soul) Split personality, -ality, -ality Split personality, -ality, -ality I'm in reality (foward march) Waitin' for warfare Waitin' for warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare My army, marchin' factions, regime takin' over my body it seems Regime, regime (forward march) {Bizzy} Hear the eruption when I'm pumpin and bustin', gotta give a concussion Lovin' the lust and plus to touch me, rush me Too much, you must be out of your mind Trust me, I'm the nigga dumpin', tell 'em lovely All the way from the Clair to the PO and down '71 We on to the C.O. and fuckin' with the B-O-N-E Hit the floor and go, and again we hit the door {Capo} Ammo explode, rappin' in platinum Capo ballin' out of control, provoked emotions Devotion, capture bankroll, behold the unknown treasure Cherish your soul precious as solid gold roses Thrown over decomposed bodies froze Expose who chose to impose sleep Deceased, buried six feet deep beneath hollow stone Tragedy prolong memories, harmony, sing another sad song Unsolved mysteries involve society Only strong minds survive holocaust victims soft in our life die off The (?) caught slippin', steppin' in deep shit, (?) Ignorance lost (?) The pussy wish he had some balls to brawl with us heartless In it'til ya havin' a tendency to empy cartriges Off on enemy targets (bitch) Regardless of felony charges still spittin' ammunition So mission accomplished {Bizzy} We're movin' in heaven's movie, my lil' nigga,
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