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Intro: Assassin

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

Chorus: Sunn

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

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

Chorus: Prodigal

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

[Killah (Hell Razah)]
In the beast like orcra, swim the border
Walk upon the water, holding the
Reaching for the tora, face full of
One than my ora, I stalk ya with the offer
Law and order, cut your day
Slaughter everybody in the
(Check the godly, the cradle to the graves
We hell raise you, break your at the table
my real Kane and Ables it gets fable
We build stables, we drop jewels that you)
the wooden bander, seven shield commander
Wave the banner, swinging down the hammer
In the of David, we gold, true laces
Diamond braclets, on that snake ship
(There ain't no love without the
The cure for the snakes in the
and those that's belated
It's too much, you fear, prepare scuba-gear
Got a ocean of the dry potion, we mind
We blind for the and drug dealers
Who used to be builders, ancient healers
Stand for mirrors, all they see is cap and reflection
Moon do me right, me night life, let me run in all directions)
Worldly impressions, infections, massive depression
Dealing with reality, fantasies is nothing but a
I see all vanity, humanities, who volcanically
Satanically, on the edge of my sanity, we be all family

(Various to fade)