shadow of death is coming for the human race Disguised as societies leaders it tells us how to think and live Until we fall into the graves which we
painted blood, no sanctuary World painted blood, no sanctuary Signs of disease, rivers red, blood in ice, plague Signs of disease, rivers red, blood
prophecy We come like blood brothers, word is bond 'Cause blood is thicker than water, ain't alike From the misty grounds, from the unknown The shadows
the corner of a cliffs edge waits eagerly, eyes glare patiently. Red eyes filled with fire and torment gleam in the frenzied brightness across the shadowed
pain as I strain my soul crammin it with (light?) so I could bring some there. I bleed the blood of a cold stone that roams without a shadow I'm only
how long do we shout for? Denied the airwaves, we trust in the wind to carry what we say. But sometimes we've found ourselves shouting into the wind
Perverted monks style '99 style, know what I'm sayin'? Comin' at cha, this how we do Paraplegic, my fightin' stance, too strategic No shadows on my kicks
Perverted Monks style '99 Style, know what I'm sayin? Comin at cha, this how we do Paraplegic, my fightin stance too strategic No shadows on my kicks
ain't Makaveli but I might fake my death Make no mistake, I'm a hip-hop artist Before the diamond in the Billboard, the hood charted it Suburbia bought it, we bootlegged it, we
down and embraced her I took her where the snow falls forever, she showed me the haunted woods We gathered together in the oaken palace, free from both death
their fakin [fakin] Listen to the shit that we be makin [makin] Evil like that mothafucka Satin [Satin] [Mr. Shadow] It's the shadow of your death here
a must And you know in death is who we trust So bust slugs if you can And if it jams then your fucked The Planet of the Evil Leads to where we bust [
game we can't concede, it is worth all the blood we may bleed. We must close the gate so she can't return. We'll seal her fate, watch her temple burn
dreams) Haha, Who can stop us when we mash for our dreams Death Row brought us some life, mash for our dreams Everywhere we go we mash on, mamamash for
going Yeah, here we go again We bout to roll on some motherfuckers G.B. rap-a-lot mafia Recognize the mob nigga All our motherfuckin' enemies get the death
cant hide it we smile in the face of death face of death we bias yeye its a craze motherfuckers, when we on road, we keep shit locked tight and expose
