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Intro: Assassin

I want nothing known but a bank roll.
On the other of 123rd St., bro'.
Nothing known but a roll.
On the other side of St., bro'.
it straight off the currency.
Now shit is tough.
I got this shit from here to Texas trap.
With the jewels stash.
I want nothing known but a bank roll.
On the other of 123rd, bro'.
Yo, that.
I want nothing known but a bank roll.

Chorus: Sunn

Life is reality, reality is
People living trife, the world filled strife
The living, writing exact, too many lacks
Black on crime, no vest, another victim laided to rest
Life is reality, is life
Niggaz living trife, living sheisty,
the living, writing exact
Too many lacks, black on black
No vest, another victim laided to
Life is reality,
is reality, reality
Life is reality, reality is
Niggaz living trife, living sheist
The gods living, writing
Too many lacks, black on black
No vest, another laided to rest
is reality, reality, life is reality
Life is reality,

[Prodigal (62nd Assassin)]
Break bread, eliminate feds and heads
I seen the bloodshed, devils decay, torture,
>From Red Hook to Compton, Fort Green to
Galleries of artillery, a symphony,
Some adversaries and fairies caught the bad
Physical collision, we leave 'em deaf and like some christians
(A new incorporation, your rap
Not a reorientation, or
More and foes is what I'm chasing
Low international business, players exchanging
Your ears pound, throw erasing)
Maneuvering, moving like from a silencer
My fleet of seven on your calender, fuck an
(Game premeditated, crime related, rhyme
Chess, some gamers, the world black as entertainment)
Your time is short, change thought, rearrange your sports
Before pork on a fork, I get scorched by the torch
In this Sunz of Man federation, pure
advigation, teaching for the blind in my nation
(Still through all the shot reigning
Hit grim, stitchy grain, playing half, broke untouchable
tapping plants, by the forced in, rap street, yo extortion)

Chorus: Prodigal

is reality, reality is life
People trife, the world filled with strife
The gods living, writing exact, too lacks
Black on black crime, no vest, another victim laided to
is reality, reality is life, reality

[Killah (Hell Razah)]
In the beast orcra, swim across the border
Walk upon the water, holding the
Reaching for the tora, face of torture
One deeper my ora, I stalk ya with the offer
Law and order, cut day shorter
Slaughter in the party
(Check the godly, from the cradle to the
We hell raise you, break your at the table
With my real Kane and it gets fable
We build stables, we drop jewels that you)
Wear the wooden bander, seven commander
Wave the golden banner, down the hammer
In the house of David, we gold, true
braclets, niggaz on that snake ship
(There ain't no without the hatred
The cure for the snakes in the
Created and those that's
too much, you fear, must prepare scuba-gear
Got a of the dry potion, we mind smoking
We for the thugs and drug dealers
Who used to be builders, ancient healers
for mirrors, all they see is cap pealers and reflection
Moon do me right, me night life, let me run in all directions)
Worldly impressions, natural infections, massive
Dealing with reality, fantasies is but a fantasy
I see it's all vanity, humanities, who
Satanically, on the of my sanity, can't we be all family

(Various to fade)