| (Vast Aire) | |
| Vision is blurred yo | |
| (Mr. Lif) | |
| This is the last chapter | |
| Bombs hit who? Crushed what? | |
| Over there? Oh my god, oh dear | |
| I was hmm.. I think I was *h* movin somewhere | |
| About to paint my fear bright glare not quite clear | |
| Stay blinded to the light of possibilities | |
| Think I heard the screams of those in my proximity | |
| On how they started thinking wishfully | |
| Guided by fear I'm suddenly aware | |
| Please, is anybody out there? | |
| (El-P) | |
| It was a gentle fission kiss on my block | |
| And hot light like a baby breathing sigh a terrain | |
| And now my name is merely left | |
| Suckin on brain exist before the final flash | |
| The emotion of pretty details of a life I had passed | |
| Now my warm night in Brooklyn is ash | |
| Falling from the snot of loosies that I choked | |
| Around the corner from class | |
| Before the moments when the moon can move fast | |
| Another summer slowly growing with the friendships | |
| That would end with a blast | |
| Or how the hours could so blissfully lag | |
| She slid her tongue between my lips and I gasped | |
| Told my dawgs and they laughed | |
| Now we're combining our cash at last | |
| A pack of smokes and a flask | |
| Hopeless liquor with a (??gas path a maa??) | |
| (Jean Grae) | |
| Convert to atheism denounce god pronounce religion dead | |
| Faith in nothing trace my wrists with razors | |
| I refuse to wait for the blades to erase my spirit | |
| Death - faced with it - run to it - not from it | |
| Swallow all the pills in the medicine cabinet | |
| Chase it with a bottle of 151 hug mommy | |
| Head outside the smashed windows in trash my hotel lobby | |
| Break the grip off the time at last | |
| I find I get to him up Wish I did more sinnin | |
| Get a strap on run up in two women | |
| Laid in the middle of a highway wait for pain to hit me | |
| Still a can with people lootin screamin come and get me | |
| Finally it was porn shop biggest gun crowded street | |
| Blow my brains to hell - I'm gone - and let the devil come for me | |
| (Akrobatik) | |
| What's the chance that I'd be one of the last ones left of my preceders | |
| The Earth Crusher came before I could even conceive a fetus | |
| But I did go from nothing to misunderstood elitist | |
| Who tried to tell his people to rise instead of acting like defeatists | |
| But what good is that? Cause we're now all goin to hell | |
| Like some kid playin in his class out talkin before the bell | |
| I died believing in righteousness but I could have indulged more | |
| Cause giving in to temptation don't seem that raw no more | |
| I heard some airline offered flights into space | |
| I shoulda took it to see earth before they matched up the place | |
| I thought I'd be alone when they finally came to get me | |
| But nobody gotta miss me because they all comin with me | |
| (Mr. Lif) | |
| Our horizon was accessorizing we bred more need | |
| Best believe this be the equation of greed | |
| I need a new car and thus new breaks | |
| Another tune-up with lube | |
| Whatever's put together shall be unscrewed | |
| In times of famine we made more food | |
| Food made more people | |
| It's all explained within the cycle of evil | |
| Would I trade it all? | |
| Cruisin down the highway on a bright summer day | |
| Gazing out a plane to see the earth from miles away | |
| Watchin the patriots win the super bowl | |
| Grabbin that fumble from Ricky Prole | |
| Or my stereo provided me with rhythm and soul | |
| I don't know, all I know is I feel guilt for | |
| Every single thing I've ever bought and sold | |
| I shoulda been at more demonstrations | |
| Planted bombs in corporations | |
| Murdered CEO's and cancelled TV shows | |
| Burned billboards and torn posters | |
| I coulda read more | |
| Finally I get to meet this god they left us dead for | |
| And its ill, its power to the form of a bill | |
| To which people killed by manipulated free will | |
| Conscience be the crucifix a chopping block for poppycock | |
| And I can feel our spirits drop upon these streets I oddly walk | |
| Enough talk! Here's my last chance to cherish a thought | |
| My flesh is fully melted and my stomach's in a knot | |
| So to my love I hated to leave you alone | |
| Parted my zone passion took me to places and my life was a poem | |
| Baby I was on my way home about to catch a flight | |
| Our meeting has dissolved in radiation and light | |
| Love you gave me made me shine | |
| You're gorgeous with a powerful mind | |
| You lifted my spirits and strengthened my spine | |
| I'm at peace with my life cause knowin you was divine | |
| You made me see eternal beauty in a world that was dying | |
| Now we're all ground by the grind | |
| Out of luck and out of line, out of signs | |
| And now we're out of time... |
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