Another sick genocide experiment Well, can it be happening again? Looking to other hemispheres The inconceivable is already near Torsos shrink behind
were so warm so soft Now cast into a cold grave I hear you call to me when you sleep Your pain fills my soul so deep Visions of your beauty reach out
west Does it lift you up Or is it railway carriage charm Aryan mist, among the bridges You hang by the river You've been here forever Aryan mist, Aryan mist
'm living out a millionaire's fantasy With Phantoms and Ferraris in the driveway But you see, it came in exchange of a sane man's sanity Your vision
.. In my head.. In my room.. In my bed.. naked. And I can't take it. I can't shake this _____. We had drinks, vision blurred. Chill my bone, and she whipered "take it". And no mistake
how I see it, don't forget that impossible is nothin' Your environment is irrelevant Just don't let your emotions over power your intelligence Refuse to give up, your mistakes
't read Morse code Why every rapper name BIG got body huh? But every rapper named Sean got money, ooooh Well I guess my chances are fifty, fifty But my vision
us, baby we were born to run yes, girl we were Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs
iller path The Villa house is for the crew, how we do Trees for breakfast, dime sexes an' Benz stretches So many years of depression make me vision
's the part that gave Him His Identity Identity Identity Identity Oh, it was so wonderful for God Man's... Man's questions turned to visions And visions
condition What it is, just ta book ah thug Come ah little bit closer nigga take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished Bone
Dream awake make no mistake Strive to be alive most everyday You can listen stereo or monotone Mega phone, mellow drone DJ with delay Relay super surfer
trouble That bahella-scope vision, hot, hot fiction Like I'm runnin' a muck upon a rhythm Stay on the plan so you don't lose the vision Stay sizzling
Mist rising on the horizon Listenin' with my ears and listenin' with my eyes And listenin' until we've ridden the mud from the parasite Listenin' until
trouble That bahella-scope vision, hot hot fiction Like I'm running a muck upon a rhythm Stay on the plan so you don't lose the vision Stay sizzling
? Daughter of Zion is lyin' cryin' in the mist Mornin' light slips in siftin' through the darkness Like a mornin' wife reminisce Having visions of her
where your book begins The rest is still unwritten Oh, oh, oh I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines We've been conditioned to not make mistakes