Из альбома: Primitive Epic

What was it like

I know you crushed the boy I seen it all go down



Verse

Eye of the hawk No time to blink No time to think

Size up the stock I strike with great strength

I come from nothing, but I'm looking for something

It's time to cut the fat and make moves before you lose

When one comes through His face turns blue

Dusted like yesterday's news Watch the smoke roll out his shoes

Never underestimate the heart of the desperate

The weak dream of pleasures and the strong take the measures



Chorus

We all fight, cry, and laugh (Whose king in the end)

You are the last one my son (Rise above many men)

Stand proud Walk loud (You'll know my name)

You are the last one my son (Checkmate wins the game)

What was it like What was it like

They say you crushed 'em, but I don't care about what they say anyway

What was it like What was it like

They you crushed 'em, but I don't care about it anyway



Verse

Break, you killed, why did he have to die

Game, I know, I'm the one that struck the blow

I know you're mad at me, it was just a business strategy

Something that had to be, like removing a cavity

Alive, I sink my mandibles, just like an animal

Survive, you can eat leaves or feast on beef

Never underestimate the heart of the desperate

The weak dream of pleasures and the strong takes the measures



Chorus


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