Bizzy bone feat capo:heavenz movie
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 personalit
Lity, -ality. split personality, -ality, -ality. Im in reality. [foward march.] waitin for warfare. waitin for warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare. my army, marchin factions, regime takin ov
Body it seems. regime, regime. [forward march.]
Bizzy:
Hear the eruption when Im 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, Im the nigga dumpin, te
M 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 those who chose to impose sleep. dec
, 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
Die off. the broke caught slippin, steppin in deep shit, broke busta off ignorance lost. runnin because the pussy wish he had some balls to brawl with me us heartless hennessy havin a tende
O empy cartriges off on enemy targets .regardless of felony charges still spittin ammunition, til mission accomplished.
Bizzy:
Were movin in heavens movie, my lil nigga, watch out! waitin for warfare. waitin for warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare. my army, marchin factions, regime takin over my body it seems. re
Regime.
Bizzy:
Well Im a soldier, fuck the tv. see me when they bring back 3d. even on eazy bookin on me, lookin at ruthless now, she so sleazy. gimme some cheese! and I see that youre scheming on the come
Now, but leave me, bitch. you better believe cant nobody save you when I move my music underground. and dont deceive me, please, get up off your knees, Im all about business, ask animal. I a
Your victim and a witness to the sickness written. did I piss you off? on a mission in the midst of the demons bankin off my voice and makin my choices. she dont even know me and Im kickin
Creamin tryin to get out my dreams, at least to keep me breathin. even poisoned the noise, got me coverin my ears, and save my tears for years, just for the joy. but I told ya boy, not today
Otta get my paper.and will the rapist pull my plug and fuck the thug? hell yeah, nigga, no love. I thought you knew and nigga dont shove cause Im like, nigga what? Ill fuck you up you know th
Es. regime takin over my bod
Y it seems. waitin for warfare. I can smell your wicked rigormortis a mile
From the morgue. the scorn in your soul may tell you to humiliate your enemies. have you not read the art of war? absent-minded to the enduring. pouring your cup of damnation in the midst of my
. you gotta be out of your monkey-ass mind. no more will the look of medusa seduce the predecessors and entrepreneurs.
Capo:
Retaliation, I can taste temptation. itchin, instigatin allegations.
Undertakin sacred assassinations. dead presidents, weapons, and nations.
Independence foresaken. revelations in the making. bitch-made niggas breakin. separate by segregation. hatred they motivation. no relation in this congregation. load weapons [b, pass me a clip!
Gger detonations. bullet penetrate, men break, strain. pain and frustration. abstain. chain-reaction tribulations. safe to say you cant escape disaster when messin with a master. unmask the ri
S little riddler, nigga gon be killas.
Bizzy:
Gotta get you more money, come on my little brother. and I brung him. thug on. I got him fuckin with the revolution all on the retribution and execution. shootin, let em, do em. get gone, do
De a bomb bond. none of yall pinned my strategize. I heard bizzys fried, I heard bizzy died, but the word from bryon: surprise, Im still alive with a militant mind. gotta hit it, will die in
Ute, did he feel it? well then get it. rewind, you just trippin on a nigga tryin to shine, but ima get mine and I aint lyin. nigga everytime I sign the dotted line its for the riot. nigga
You want to do and I aint dyin without you in the silence will kill ya, its the quiet ones who that might peel ya. on the realer, on the lonely and I see that youre phoney, nobdy. phone me
And surely Im out the door and dont you come for me.and its still fuck paul mccartney for sure, let it go. I know and boy I will enjoy a little toe to toe, but no, youd probably involve the
And tell them that you went to jail with bizzy bone. its on in the c.o.
