shape and no form And like I told you before, I'm just getting? warm Get up, get down, get on it, it ain't that hard You can feel the power of God Money
dad, I respect you you started the fad, i got no problems wit that. But. How would you feel if you lived in the village, and were told all you ancestors
hard rock tracks that's hard to the max It's spacey like mixing up angel dust and crack Yo wait a goddamned pagan minute, then pause on that My styles
to you, and you wouldn't know the devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked white, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted you
in my way So bring it on Bring it on It's the P.O.D. on the mic rockin' the set In case you didn't know Payable On Death Making suckers drop, kick'n
to tell ya that I feel good about Kanday I feel good about Kanday I feel good I'm feelin' gooder than good, if you wouldn't, I would If you could, I know you
out Slowly, crawling feeding on your heart So many kings with broken dreams The tyrants rule, the dragon pleads Tell you man she'll tear you all apart
to you, and you wouldn't know the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted you
Mud turned over that diamond ace Now here's what this story's told if you feel like Mud you'll end up Gold if you feel like lost, you'll end up found
take full credit for You can rest assured you'll never more suffer through flaw You can steady toughen the law; they'll be harder criminal brushin' the
there's a light laid down beside you fight on thunder of love Staring at red eyes of the guardian they can see the wicked arise they would forget but
. You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me
saw what life had to offer Time slips away like pop singles on the radio Chino never had the doe, I was determined though Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel
get an amen on that one? Oh, hallelujah. Oh, Satan, you ol' devil you God can flatten you like a Sunday morning pancake (ah) Can I get a hallelujah on
prosperity From this single act of sanity Will raise you far above humanity Oh willing host who doth not know The full desire of this prisoner You walk where angels
Will raise you far above humanity Oh willing host who doth not know The full desire of this prisoner You walk where angels fear to go Thou shalt soon
blaze the angels nappy heads are braided that you make me See what's hard for me that don't make you flee When I enter your vicinity, you see my God
and examined in a test tube If you're a square, you freeze into an ice cube Talent switches, words to riches You get stitches, rhymes are wicked like