A grieving voice seductive words To your hallowed home my tears would burn Raise you up my light of life And open wide, baptise my sight Open wide to
skull of my grandfather, and the skull of my great grandfather, whom I never knew. And so on this line unto the alpha and omega point at infinity. With my eye - this fire, this
a place once lived A cold cave filled with tears A lost retreat from the storm that came And killed green lands now barren I remember, remember so well This
the midst of all the shit, better be good If you spit some shit, nigga better be hood Ima wreck this thug shit, speak this thug shit Live this thug shit
