Tribulations

Intro: 62nd Assassin<br><br>I ain`t want nothing known but a bank roll.<br>On the other side of 123rd St., bro`.<br>Nothing known but a bank roll.<br>On the other side of 123rd St., bro`.<br>Bringing it straight off the currency.<br>Now this shit is tough.<br>I got this shit magic from here to Texas trap.<br>With the god`s jewels stash.<br>I ain`t want nothing known but a bank roll.<br>On the other side of 123rd, bro`.<br>Yo, that`s that.<br>I ain`t want nothing known but a bank roll.<br><br>Chorus: Prodigal Sunn<br><br>Life is reality, reality is life<br>People living trife, the world filled with strife<br>The gods living, writing exact, too many lacks<br>Black on black crime, no vest, another victim laided to rest<br>Life is reality, reality is life<br>Niggaz living trife, bitches living sheisty,<br> the gods living, writing exact<br>Too many lacks, black on black crime<br>No vest, another victim laided to rest<br>Life is reality, reality<br>Life is reality, reality<br>Life is reality, reality is life<br>Niggaz living trife, bitches living sheist<br>The gods living, writing exact<br>Too many lacks, black on black crime<br>No vest, another victim laided to rest<br>Life is reality, reality, life is reality<br>Life is reality, reality<br><br>[Prodigal Sunn (62nd Assassin)]<br>Break bread, eliminate feds and dead heads<br>I seen the bloodshed, devils decay, torture, enslave<br>>From Red Hook to Compton, Fort Green to Albany<br>Galleries of artillery, a symphony, millitary<br>Some adversaries and fairies caught the bad decision<br>Physical collision, we leave `em deaf and holy like some christians<br>(A new incorporation, your rap exoriantation<br>Not a reorientation, or interntation<br>More and more foes is what I`m chasing<br>Low down international business, players exchanging<br>Your ears pound, throw down erasing)<br>Maneuvering, moving like slugs from a silencer<br>My fleet of seven on your calender, fuck an amateur<br>(Game premeditated, crime related, rhyme intensive<br>Chess, some hardest gamers, the world black as entertainment)<br>Your time is short, change your thought, rearrange your sports<br>Before being pork on a fork, I get scorched by the torch<br>In this Sunz of Man federation, pure meditation<br>Righteous advigation, teaching for the blind in my nation<br>(Still remaining through all the shot reigning<br>Hit grim, stitchy grain, playing half, broke that untouchable<br>Still tapping plants, by the forced in, rap street, yo extortion)<br><br>Chorus: Prodigal Sunn<br><br>Life is reality, reality is life<br>People living trife, the world filled with strife<br>The gods living, writing exact, too many lacks<br>Black on black crime, no vest, another victim laided to rest<br>Life is reality, reality is life, reality<br><br>[Killah Priest (Hell Razah)]<br>In the beast like orcra, swim across the border<br>Walk upon the water, holding the minora<br>Reaching for the tora, face full of torture<br>One deeper than my ora, I stalk ya with the offer<br>Law and order, cut your day shorter<br>Slaughter everybody in the party<br>(Check the godly, from the cradle to the graves<br>We hell raise you, break your bread at the table<br>With my real Kane and Ables it gets fable<br>We build stables, we drop jewels that enslave you)<br>Wear the wooden bander, seven shield commander<br>Wave the golden banner, swinging down the hammer<br>In the house of David, we gold, true laces<br>Diamond braclets, niggaz on that snake ship<br>(There ain`t no love without the hatred<br>The cure for the snakes in the snakepits<br>Created and those that`s belated<br>It`s too much, you fear, must prepare scuba-gear<br>Got a ocean of the dry potion, we mind smoking<br>We blind for the thugs and drug dealers<br>Who used to be pyramid builders, ancient healers<br>Stand for mirrors, all they see is cap pealers and reflection<br>Moon do me right, give me night life, let me run in all directions)<br>Worldly impressions, natural infections, massive depression<br>Dealing with reality, fantasies is nothing but a fantasy<br>I see it`s all vanity, humanities, who volcanically<br>Satanically, on the edge of my sanity, can`t we be all family<br><br>(Various talk to fade)