Words to Live By - Remedy

Armed and dangerous, the man renames nameless

The face though is famous

Movin' shadows, cut you up though, somethin' shameless

Knife dallaba, white horse gallaba

Gold plated, swingin' with the double-edge sword, excalibur

The fiery-red, seven head blue-eyed devil

Hollow be thy name on the sixty-sixth level

My hands bare lambs blood, marked on my door step

Your first born swept, while your snake ass slept

Words to Live By, the human eye, can’t identify

Can’t lie, die before the day I rat and testify

Never talk, or you can chop my head, with the tomahawk

Damned if I can’t fuck you, let my man a walk

Took an oath for you and me both

Sworn to secrecy, the plan is to expand like growth

So, remember that, can’t turn your back on the pact

True fact, so what’s your next plan of attack, now?

Whatcha gonna do

When time’s caught up with you

Yea.

What I live for is what I’ll die for

Revolutionary Third World War, got guns galore

Master Southpaw, right hand jammed to the jaw

Last thing that he saw, was a left at the floor

I always tell my old man pops, I’m goin' out gunnin'

Turn our asses into liquids, and we’re off and runnin'

Prepare for what’s comin' and that’s it

Takin' one shot and gettin' hit in this world of shit

My roots stem straight from Bethlehem

Starring three wise men, Heavensent, livin' Old Testament

Mosaic, poetic, Judaic by genetics

Those who speak don’t know, and all semetics

God forbid, me as a kid just caught in the mid

Of the code we live, eye for eye and tooth for tooth

Regroup the youth, stare them down and teach them the truth

Organized revolution, yeah I got proof

Now what?

Whatcha gonna do?

It’s on you.

Time’s tickin', the plot thickens

Yo, for this conversation, don’t leave the phone

Don’t speak to soon, meet the hand of your doom

It’s on a need-to-know basis, watch out for two-faces

I know about some unsolved homicide cases

If it come down to it, what am I gonna do?

Put your life in my hands, I’ll take a bullet for you

Brother-to-brother, in life and in death

Expand as the words of a mother are just poison as breasts

It’s so funny, seen most sell their soul for money

In a land once filled with mad milk and honey

Human sacrifice, man’s vice, fire and ice

Livin' person, every man’s head has a price

Cut-throat, no suicide note, armor-plated under the coat

Level four is your antidote

Grown men you never know when your whole world could just come to an end

Keep the faith 'til then, though

Remedy.