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Intro: 62nd

I ain't want nothing known but a roll.
On the side of 123rd St., bro'.
Nothing known but a roll.
On the other of 123rd St., bro'.
it straight off the currency.
Now this is tough.
I got this shit from here to Texas trap.
With the god's stash.
I ain't nothing known but a bank roll.
On the side of 123rd, bro'.
Yo, that.
I ain't want nothing but a bank roll.

Chorus: Prodigal

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

[Prodigal (62nd Assassin)]
Break bread, eliminate feds and heads
I seen the bloodshed, decay, torture, enslave
>From Red to Compton, Fort Green to Albany
of artillery, a symphony, millitary
Some adversaries and fairies caught the bad
Physical collision, we 'em deaf and holy like some christians
(A new incorporation, rap exoriantation
Not a reorientation, or
More and more foes is I'm chasing
Low international business, players exchanging
Your pound, throw down erasing)
Maneuvering, moving like slugs from a
My of seven on your calender, fuck an amateur
(Game premeditated, crime related, intensive
Chess, some hardest gamers, the world as entertainment)
Your time is short, change your thought, your sports
being pork on a fork, I get scorched by the torch
In Sunz of Man federation, pure meditation
Righteous advigation, for the blind in my nation
(Still remaining all the shot reigning
Hit grim, stitchy grain, playing half, that untouchable
tapping plants, by the forced in, rap street, yo extortion)

Chorus: Prodigal

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

[Killah (Hell Razah)]
In the beast like orcra, swim across the
Walk upon the water, holding the
Reaching for the tora, face of torture
One deeper than my ora, I ya with the offer
Law and order, cut your day
Slaughter in the party
(Check the godly, from the to the graves
We raise you, break your bread at the table
With my real and Ables it gets fable
We build stables, we drop jewels that you)
Wear the bander, seven shield commander
Wave the golden banner, down the hammer
In the of David, we gold, true laces
Diamond braclets, niggaz on that snake
(There ain't no without the hatred
The cure for the snakes in the
and those that's belated
It's too much, you fear, must scuba-gear
Got a ocean of the dry potion, we mind
We for the thugs and drug dealers
Who used to be pyramid builders, healers
Stand for mirrors, all see is cap pealers and reflection
Moon do me right, me night life, let me run in all directions)
Worldly impressions, natural infections, massive
with reality, fantasies is nothing but a fantasy
I see all vanity, humanities, who volcanically
Satanically, on the of my sanity, can't we be all family

(Various to fade)