breathing no desire to get rich become famous move out the ambitions are wake up breathe keep breathing every woman who walks by is every woman you
birth unfolds within. Must prepare and be aware, The existence of man will disappear. No tunnel harps, angels to follow. Every man, woman, child swallowed
that I'm poppin' this top, yes, I'm the opposite of monogamous, Menage, ya get offered it in this box a bit, Hostile is gotta get twisted, I'm not with this Apocalypse
I see the look in her eyes She was a fast talking woman with a master disguise And she wore fake Gucci shades blowing rings with her smoke And if you
: I see the look in her eyes She was a fast talking woman with a master disguise And she wore fake Gucci shades blowing rings with her smoke And if you
the seeds of lightning Thunder cast in rain Castrate humanity The woman smells the game Complete in time intact And weave another year Demand apocalypse
[Akir:] Yeah, uhh... Apocalypse... Motherfuckers, yo You see I fight for my livelihood, as focused as I might be should I try harder than incarceratin
I say don't you worry boy cause the woman who came for me will surely show you your bliss for she holds the answers to all your fears she questions the apocalypse
[feat. B-Real, Vinnie Paz] [Verse 1: I'll Bill] Apocalypse, the angel of death, the octopus The two-headed eagle, thirty-third degree Hebrew I speaks
known, a mountaneous microphone An apple that came from Rome, might bite, and snap your bones I'm The Holocaust, leak of losses, now the Apocalypse Back
m dropping this (my) hypothesis My scripts are endless, meledies bottomless In this strive for motropolis life's optionless Come follow us as we lead to the apocalypse
dumb with the momentum of the drum And blow MC's, to kingdom come "The future holds nothing else, but confrontation" (from Public Enemy's "Apocalypse '91") [woman
Like a twister, the riddler, picture my moment Filling scriptures with my niggaz I pour the liquor on my own, trick! Bullshit, until the apocalypse hit
in the streets; Just a lot of grief... In people's faces, in their eyes...a mixture of horror and total surprise. This was no apocalypse. No one heard
He who flew the sky was sick In a woman's womb he spilled virulent seed Many years later came those who set fires in the horizon Bleed from open wounds