[O.C.] Sips from the chalice of Moses, keeps me immune from the bite of a cobra from slippin and fallin into a coma The seals are broke, we seein the signs What was hidden is now revealed, take it inside and decipher the language, knowin too much - dangerous Some'll die in they sleep, but many have died painful Listen to whatever my brain say Or call it a case of intuition when I listen to anything Modern day Rome with government in control Politicians get you snagged in the net; cell phones of all size, watchin this economy capsize Guilty's bein baptized from priests to rabbis Spots gettin blown, boxers in the drag like cars gettin towed and they blame it on the coke Riots in London; smell of chaos in the air is quite pungent Wars jumpin off like bungee Secret sects in effect - initiation is sex Partnered up with the same body parts Males who like, acquirin wealth, sellin they soul at a marked up price Serious game rollin the dice Phantom killers behind brass shields wield power Roundtable of brokers whose main goal is dominance Unexplained sightings in the sky provoke fear How can it be? Feminine the place where all the gold is Diplomats gettin cases tossed The role reversed, the crime is if they wasn't at fault I'm keeping it life, as told, by my cousin Chuck "You sayin too much my nigga" - I gives a flyin fuck~! Why whisper when my voice is loud? With common sense to address the crowd My momma she blessed the child God's gift in the form of a male with the vision to see things before they manifest themselvesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
