Spöket
I smoke a blunt and freak the funk
Till these jealous mutha-fuckas kill me.
From out the gutter, Thank I'm here though
I'm one-sixty-five
Stayin high till i die
My competition is evil
cause i could give a fuck about you.
You better duck.
Or i'll be forced to hit your ass up,
I gives a fuck.
I'm sick inside my mind, why they sweat me?
Its gonna take an army full of crooked ass cops
To come and get me
Niggas know I ain't the one to sleep on
I'm under pressure
I got to sleep by my piece, extra
End Of The Beginning
Here we are searching for a sign
Here we are searching for a sign
It's the end here today
But I will build a new beginning
Take some time, find a place
And I will start my own religion
As the day divides the night
Here we are searching for a sign
Watch the men multiply
See them ease out of the circle
Watch your friends run and hide
Help them fall back in this cycle
Here we are searching
You saw what you get
If you take what you take
Look in the eye of the test
It's all because...
Now there's a feeling I get
When I look to the left
But it should never be sensed
Our searching for a sign
Can you feel it?
Things are changing
Can you see it?
Watch as the worlds colliding
Can you see it?
Can you feel it?
Watch as the worlds...
Collide into themselves
Collide into themselves
Another time, another place
Another time, another place
Some paradigm has shunned the race
Some paradigm has shunned the race
Searching
You saw what you get
If you take what you take
Look in the eye of the test
It's all because...
Now there's a feeling I get
When I look to the left
But it should never be sensed
Our searching for a sign
You saw what you get
If you take what you take
Look in the eye of the test
It's all because...
Now there's a feeling I get
When I look to the left
But it should never be sensed
Our searching for a sign