Lonely souls of war Floating on thin air Came from up above To throne the earthly heir Don?t lie awake at night Wondering what could have been
's always something you got to give up If you want everything you There's always something you got to give up If you want everything you want There's always
begun From, KRS-One to Talib Kweli Now I'm the best superstar on BET And MTV, better yet I'm known universally I am the key, to being the best MC The prophecy
just me against the world baby I've got nothing to lose, it's just me against the world Stuck in the game, me against the world baby Can you picture my prophecy
just me against the world [girl] Oh-hahhh [2Pac] Stuck in the game Me against the world baby [Verse One: 2Pac] Can you picture my prophecy? Stress
you Fleein' through the front door and we gotta do one more Even though dealer watchin' me likes the lottery We can still fulfill this westside odyssey, mobster prophecy
is the name of the beast and the number of his name And the number of the beast is '6 6 6' What can such a specific prophecy mean? What is the mark?
go racing towards the sun, Ignoring all the noise, Striving for the grace of man. People play this great charade, And always miss the point. Never fall for prophecies
and talk like a machine I'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy Oh, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh One track mind, one track heart If I fail, I'll fall
and a prophecy to fulfill We build our live upon a legacy of lies, the past is now and the future's gone Creation myth, we should all be dead, I always
I've got it all most I've got it all almost all figured out But always when I get there Always when I get there All the pieces they just fall apart I
You can't hold me back now Tomorrow may never come An everyday possible prophecy If I'm hated or if I'm adored I will not question You here with me
, let me picture for a while How I lived for my days as a child, I wonder now How do we outlast, always get cash Stay strong if we all mash, hold ya head
world 'cause i'm 2Pac: Stuck in the game, me agains't the world baby FlipBoy: Ye, it's just us agains't the world! [Verse 1: 2Pac] Can you picture my prophecy
[Jamie Maddrox] When you step into reality. Always wanna strattle me. Player haters wanna battle me. But I shed em' all like calories. Prophecy preacher
get bad mind and jealous Bless up, inna Zion, I Selassie I run up Bless up, heads up, a time fi step up 'Cause when Jah fall him rain every man yard
R. Williams A widow dreams of her fallen angel The broken branch, an empty manger A widow dreams of her life with the savior Falls to her kneew and begs
