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[Intro:]
Okay God it's like this If we don't manifest our power to the fullest Man, you know what I'm saying? Nothing will become of everything that we plan Understand and understood God See we goin' show them the strength in what we doing Cause this is for he babies (indeed) That's why it's on the strength Everything is on the strength [Verse 1:] Simultaneous anger to this life I'm no stranger Galaxy mission to attack in the track black Diplomats in the world called rapture Death was a concept I didn't want to capture The laughter singing over ?mantress d? Street colleagues slow up, Their man got tow up Guts be throw up sipping on rum We sing from the creed of a begger's last son Cash fast fun, no life undone Take what you need son cause you daddy made mo' than one And it was fun 'till reality formed screaming >From a palace where the weather's warm Yo you have to be the father and the lord of the score Used to hover here now it's cutting your vocal cord No mo' speaking the lies to the weak 'Cause I'm about killing these guys with my feet Today it's a stage maybe later it's a cosmic course The general I be rocking on the horse On the strength of course don't let it be in vain Cause it's time for The Beggaz to reign, remain [Verse 2:] A vision my facility a death world trilogy (you see that shit) Now fictional plots speak out through gunshots Battles won and lost at the of heaven's throne The sky rains blood drowning the earth with red mud I be sitting on the edge of Mars counting stars Finding me a place in space unchaseable No mortal can't fulfill such skill they incapable Of keeping all the planets in-line with one mind Make the sun and moon both shine at one time I orchestrate the guns that air for God's sake Precipitate make rain, hail, snow and earthquake Levitate the gravitational pull of Haleys comet Shake the chords of earth make a euro-volacanic vomit Ebonic with sonic waves that blaze the human flesh It flames extra-terrestrial it's time to reap professional Feel the untestable force burning your course Hints of visible thoughts be the source of Begga sorcery ....Begga sorcery [Chorus] ON THE STRENGTH Time is money and gain ON THE STRENGTH Math is one and the same ON THE STRENGTH Whining is something for pain ON THE STRENGTH Beggaz for ever remain [Repeat] [Verse 3:] Buddah Hava who lives the ways by nature Escape on a galactic space caper To the nexus, transportation a glass Lexus Forever present is Wu Chi in the essence Of life is immortal We travel through portals thats phenomenon, Paragon through the octagon My Chi gong is calm, express through Alvatron Love hell alright is the day destroys the night Knife divides today feathers are harmonious And universal ways to escapades We take what we need to survive and stay alive Draw more sometimes as we break through the other side [Verse 4:] The Knoliton master law and order Astrolgoic civilize the human family throughout the populous Live forever like metabolics Everything I speak has logic Estimated all partsman of the chief king fistboxin' Inscribe within the Begga doctrine Manual infold I roll protect my physic From elements of the globe We communicate like space probe, Remainder of the square frag the author Of the final chapter seven star grandmaster Pugilist John Trappa M.D. Go-go thirteen professional MC I bomb squads like Hank Sharpley Expose a fraud like hardcopy I know click and shoot like paparazzi With the never conclusive euro language of usage Street persona, my thought is blacker than the pre-madonna Far and beyond, If lickin' who warfare like Sadam Invade everyone like Ghangis Khan Forever will remain And the Beggaz will continue go on....... [Chorus] |
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* - a different version is on The Swarm Vol. 1
(Myalansky) This goes out to all my cats in the projects Just livin it, still livin it Thru the rough times and the bad times, the crimes, where was heaven Must be somewhere here, though, for real I never seen the place Maybe some place you got when you die An ordinary cat from outer projects, since I was younger though Mom raised her children, pops dipped a long time ago In my mind I see flashbacks, I had no fancy clothes Skinny, ugly, knotty head nigga crying with a snotty nose Even though my father neglect, he pay the child support Hadn't seen him all these years, I hug his ass in court Always saying I'm comin to get you and I be waitin too Holiday and birthday presents was never comin through Remember at the age 13 I started smokin weed Hanging out with cats that was older, start to run the street Dropped out of high school selling drugs, impressin chicks Spent most my cheddar on gear, my man was buyin whips New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz, flooded Virginia quick Cause signin work only if buying, prices was high as shit Remember when I first got hit, I seen the iron spit 50 cash bent in one corner bleeding where pellet hit My man Shawn, he held on strong Slug burn through his lower back side, crack his spine exit his arm Lost him twice on the hospital table and when he died I cried my eyes out I couldn't take it (damn damn), but the same things continued to happen Niggaz got bust, I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning corrupt Playing innocent in front of my elders I was running with them cats that be robbing too, I couldn't tell 'em If my name was up in any type trouble, my moms would tell me Just like you brothers into some shit go get a job or something Just a little bum on the street, not working hard for nothing Scratch I made when I was pumpin, I'm here to offer somethin Making sure the crib stay tight, for real I wasn't no dummy Tell me where you getting this money, I wash a car be lying Saying anything 'sides drugs selling, my sister seen me on the block Transact' with fiends, be saying I'ma tell it Growing up was hell no doubt, I wonder where was heaven (women singing in the background) Shit, it's like yesterday, you know? It all comes back though, but still But still livin on the block, but still fucked up You know? Crime affiliated, Crime Syndicate Whatever you wanna call it You know what I'm sayin? Affiliated with the bad shit All the time just cuz I'm a victim of the projects Now I'm a grown man, still It's like life dealt me the wrong hand Cat's that was my man be frontin' or either found dead Sound said incarcerated just turned a new Dad Remembering them long ten months from slingin crack bags Mom put me out with the quickness, carry your black ass I'm still coming back to the crib, oh so you back? yeah Ma' I just came to holler to see how you doing Nothing's changed after all these years Still hustle for some gear, smoke weed, still drink beers I tell you from my heart, yo, 'times I'm like yeah (women start singing again) I wonder if heaven was a place in this planet You'd find me right there. Where was heaven. |
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