Tekst :
There was no time for pain
No energy for anger
The sightlessness of hatred slips away
Walking through winter streets alone
He stops and takes a breath
With confidence and self control
I look at the world and see no understanding
I m waiting to find some sense of strength
I m begging you from the bottom of my heart to show me understanding
I need to live life
Like some people never will
So find me kindness
Find me beauty
Find me truth
When temptation brings me to my knees
And I lay here drained of strength
Show me kindness
Show me beauty
Show me truth
The ways that your heart sounds makes all the difference
It s what decides if you ll endure the pain that we all feel
The way that your heart beats makes all the difference
In learning to live
Here before me is my soul
I m learning to live
I won t give up
Till I ve no more to give
Listening to the city
Whispering its violence
I set out watching from above
The 90 s bring new questions
New solutions to be found
I fell in love to be let down
Once again we dance in the crowd
At times a step away
From a common fear that s all spread out
It won t listen to what you say
Once you re touched and you stand alone
To face the bitter fight
Once I reached for love
And now I reach for life
Another chance to lift my life
Free the sensation in my heart
To ride the wings of dreams into changing horizons
It brings inner peace within my mind,
As I m lifted from where I ve split my life
I hear an innocent voice
I hear kindness, beauty and truth
The way your heart sounds makes all the difference
It s what decides if you ll endure the pain that we all feel
The way your heart beats makes all the difference
In learning to live
Spread before you is your soul
So forever hold the dreams within our hearts
Through nature s inflexible grace
I m learning to live Tekst :
Ba-bom, boom, aoowww, heh
I m blast the cold blast, I m back to cold blast
*scratch* from the Squad tower
(Yo don t erase that intro!)
*whistling*
Chorus: repeat 4X (with variations and Hit Squad shoutouts)
I represent the hardcore rough rugged and raw
The PMD the mic s my only friend
repeat Chorus
Verse One: PMD
I grab my cordless like my nigga DJ Scratch is on the cut
Hit Squad on live, PMD s like what (what?)
I m too rough, gettin snuffed all in the cut
Get with the rugged raw shit, catch a nigga in the gut
Cause I m Blass and niggaz ass stay gear with the Hilfiger
Timberland boots, Rolex, whip a Benz
So throw your hands up in the air like you don t care
Chickenheads swingin from chandeliers in they underwear
That s that b-boy shit, grab your big dick
Crack a 40, spark an L and get bent shit
Three eighty by the hip in case a nigga slip
Don t like beefs or jealousy fucks?
It s mass confusion niggaz losin by the minute tryin to win it
But thanks to hip-hop, yo Scratch spin it
Chorus 1/2
Verse Two:
Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, it s the, slow-flow mechanic
Mass confusion is crusin just start to panic
and you don t stop, got the Hit Squad backin me
Spark your L s, honies sip your daquiri
Ask for P, my mission in to get richer and
lost my other half but I still got my Fisherman
hat, it ain t over til the fat chickenhead catch
wreck, snap that bitch neck
I show and prove niggaz best to move slow
The P the Mic Doc (c mon) the micraphone s my only
friend, can t even trust nobody
Cause next thing you know I m fuckin bustin somebody
My shadow got my back and that s the way it goes
Keep my eyes out for foes and remain on my tippy toes
Respect my flows then release it for the brothers
One to hundreds, the fuckin certified top gunners
I keep a close knit quick to roast click
Bout to pull shit, a few dimepieces if the hoes fit
It don t quit, it don t stop, and never will and
so kill it, I m strictly hardcore so you can see it
Chorus
*shouts, DJ Scratch on the cut, misc.*
Tekst :
What is this a binary reality, dazed in refracting light
ether from nothing
What is this a hallogram, an endless platform
What have we done to enhance this design
Where do we go when we fear to resign
What have we done but learned to kill faster
Where have we gone but straight for disaster
Dreamtime is fading wakeup and decide
This nightmare ends now
Made a deal with the ??
But you undecided ????
I decided everytime the shit was ??
?????????????????????
To rewind and look deep in your eyes there
?????? say you got stolen pride
Well I know who took it
Handed you the recipe you just couldn t cook it
Lost in a world cuz technologys wild
I taken a look at the world today
It s a poisoned joint feeding greed and hate
You re either living in love or living in fear
? tell me is the end near
So damn easy to think we ve won
Man over machine is the illusion
It s a journey forget the destination
We ve engineered our own destruction
Emergency, Emergency, 911
America s sound - there s no compassion
It s never too late no where to run
It s crucial in this time
Time has come for all
It s crucial we should be united soul mind and heart
Know how to ?? I can barely work my facts
Triple beam on the scene when im weighing my sacks
Fuck Y2K you people need to relax
Living like a drone trapped in a time zone
Now times burning away like the wick of a candle
Modern technology s to much to handle
?? label us as vandals
Breakin laws they laid never beaten by example
The world today were ran like robots
IBMs, Apple lls, and Mactintosh
Microsoft this world s gettin lost
The boss ?? wrong but he can t pay the cost
Parked the wrong lot in the parkin lot
Ya i smoke pot cuz i puffs a lot
Connected the dots i picked this pot
Who is he what is it ????
Emergency, Emergency, 911
America s sound - there s no compassion
It s never too late no where to run
It s crucial in this time
Time has come for all
It s crucial we should be united soul mind and heart
Oh no they log us in to view
Satalite dishes got us all suspicious
Computer control the world is confused
??????? right wing malicous
Got the cure but the help they refuse
Survival of the fitest if you fit with the richest
Created a monster with power to abuse
All mankind the virus
Computer seem to find this obsolete
All mankind designed it
The machine say its time to Delete
Its a vicous cycle in over generate
Power s out to conquer infest annihilate
Money taxes faxes religion love and hate
Power greed and envy the new computer age
Its a vicious cylce this crazy thing called life
Big brother stamps you with a code preparing you to die
Money money money you need it to survive
Slave away the status quo trapped in a nine to five
Emergency, Emergency, 911
America s sound - there s no compassion
It s never too late no where to run
It s crucial in this time
Time has come for all
It s crucial we should be united soul mind and heart