Letras:
Cold As Life Where Are We Going

the mud The wars on tv, blood on the screen I wish I could say it was all bad dreams Where are we going, can you tell me where It looks like a straight

She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So we

She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So we

where I'm at (Buh, bye) You'd wanna be you too (I'm livin' without you) If you felt the way I feel I bet you'd be in as good a mood as I am But you don

is the pain outside The desert right here is a reflection of my life Just as brutal as I am the sun me and the desert we are one I am a murderer Only

if we got our eyes on you, we'll catch you while you snooze, times elapsing while your catching Z's, the masses like to move we scan the situation, analyse

my left foot on a pile of detainees screaming "We are renegades!" Fuck you. Pay me (Jean Grae) Two. Where the fuck...no. Where the fuck is three? (Pharoahe

priest= Where do we go from here.. [where do we go, ] After the storm has cleared.. [beneath the red moon, skys moan] Where do we go from here.. [where

your aura line (feel you and I) Thinking of a line (that will reel you in ma) Say sumthin cute to the group (where we going yall) Then the cold hand