How many start a journey, but never see the end I never ask how, conceive it then speak in whens I man will work his whole life to see his ego shed I sew it up needle head all I need is thread A team can only take it as far as its strongest leader The streets are red, runnin with the blood of non-believers So play your part I’ll make a star out of a bottom feeder The romans fell under his knife but made a God of Caesar For every Caesar there’s a Brutus with a blade of steel For every offense there’s a defense ‘til I break the shield For every fake a real, I guess that my fate is sealed I’m drivin drunk off a power trip somebody take the wheel (ubi)
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 22:43:56 +0000
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