wed And when there's an heir Then two warring clans Will at last be one GRACE Father, I know well what kind of victory this shows Tell me, was my fate
't a motherfucker round you see me You'd need a AK and a genie, a whole POUND of wheaties My heart so freezy, 3d birdie to the click you claim Victories
. You punish me (and my feet slowly sink into the mud.) Blood soaked rags tell many stories and opening and examining theme heeds a nightmare. For I am reminded of broken bonds
way Trying to bring disorder to his thoughts Swords of lightning end their will Once again victory has been won The meeting is done Mother earth breaks evil bonds
of Terror You'll see Them recover the Garden of Life Rise up ride the Wind after the RING OF FIRE The Bond of the Goddess Guards this Chosen Night
place in joy. When the images of earth cling too tightly to memory, It happens that melancholy arises in man's heart: This is the rock's victory. But
Traitor! How you've betrayed our blood Broken the bond that had set us apart From this world so unforgiving Can it be true that I once walked through
wouldn't be involved in this nonsense Wouldn't be in Harlem, wouldn't be at this conference I'd rather be pushing rock, like ??? 50 whispered in my ear, like we still bonding
We're ready to go, we have a bond to discover all the unknown realms We don't care, we'll take it all We go where others would not dare There'll be a
I'm gonna make history Just so we can claim victory (Victory) Oh, victory (Victory) Just so we can claim victory Oh, victory Victory Just so we can claim victory
Looking back on what we've been through Looking back on what we've done Seeing all the times we've fallen And all of the victories we've won There's a
hell, they ain't ready for war Guts, they ain't ready for war Glory, they ain't ready for war Victory Wondering how their kingdom fell, they ain't ready
they will defend if an enemy comes forth Corruption rears its ugly head, feed a traitors mind Stab in the back remains, to break the oath This ancient bond
yet the devil keeps playing and kicked out the heavens I rest on the seven west of 85 if your chest type are warring now is the mystery one peace for victory
it We rated and evaluated, calculated the ages we be The days we see, chips freely, beyond whips and TV's Stock bonds, loot flipped the CD's But niggas
can't a motherfucker round you see me You'd need a AK and a genie, a whole POUND of wheaties My heart so freezy, 3d birdie to the click you claim Victories
what they hear in the eyes can see lies. I'm revised and reborn, we advised to be strong, (uh!) Cause it's on, fame gone, rolled on, word bond, hold on