gza beneath the surface lyrics

Posted On 25 Oct 2020

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Scratch underneath the surface, where does your purpose lie?

Embracin' her was like embracin' the Third World

We broke bread, I heard through a vine niggas workin' for the Feds But instantly slap ya five like it's Palm Sunday Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: On a man-made lake there's a sheet of thin ice And think the workers will serve you? Embracing her was like embracing the third rail.

Permanent, damage caused by the double Who harden their hearts to ward the weak, sick and afflicted Special broadcast, slot time with con cash Who harden their hearts toward the weak, sick and inflicted Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved.

Humans sweat, aim shovels Scratch underneath the surface, where does your purpose lie? And built it to a complex network of communications Howls from the grave haunt me, the smell of death's upon me That was seen by a king in a prophetic vision Check my wind pattern, it's headin' west I met dwellers in the desert, talked to shepherds Skip town for a mutten, goofy dread Been in the mouth of many leopards Candles lit, gamble with a bitch Think back on niggas I ate with, spent the day with It's accountless, amount of MC's I saved

Walked the vacant districts for four religions, studied Pagan scriptures Been in the mouth of many leopards Have bitter stingers at they tail They kept the jury quiet and now the riot will form Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror Who boost ya ratings with hypes behind casualties

I fashioned the first tool from the elements Sign all documents usin' forgery 'cuz just a mere thought of me You, now who, callously Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).

And think the workers'll serve you True philosophers and physicians on the cure missions Been in the presence of mad peasants and old kings Swarmin' unpredictably, we spread terror

Beneath the Surface Lyrics.

I fashion the first tool, from the elements the Earth use Who prayed three times, when the moon lit and when the sun rise Had a friend tell my family I was dead Think back on niggas I ate with, spent the day with It's a countless amount of emcees I saved I swing on you fake radio personalities It seems our world is worthless like we're pawns beneath the sky

Slept in caves to get a clear mind Sign all documents using forgery cause just a mere thought of me Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Bees with sweet honey in they mouth Been in the presence of mad peasants and old kings Guns we played with, niggas I relate with True philosophers and physicians on a cure missions

Scratch underneath the surface, where does your purpose lie? Scratch underneath the surface.

While satanic man now hang in his dorm Success is freedom, failure could mean death I screen every vehicle through enemy observation

Feel empty so I breath in, keep myself from giving in, Love and hatred, moments most sacred Sent out secretly to take my head And those same niggas wanna squander those gifts I gave

Where unskilled skaters couldn't figure-8 twice

Fates erased by reason and passion's just a whim [Incomprehensible] by reason and ash is just the wind

Felt the death kiss of Satan's mistress That was seen by a king in a prophetic vision Who made me love her, when I touch her, soft 'cause hide claws The smell of death's upon me, I dwell in the hills like Gandhi Returned at the last fall of the autumn leaf Where unskilled skaters couldn't figure-8 twice.

I'm like Solomon, spoke bluntly, told the world, "I'm black and comely" Instantly, slap ya fire like it's Palm Sunday Where unskilled skaters couldn't figure-eight twice That's sixteen uncut direct from the cult Who sold everything on a quest for God's divine
It seems our world is worthless like we're pawns beneath the sky [Incomprehensible] by reason and ash is just the wind The left is so our, we're breathin', keep ourself from givin' in Love and hatred, home is most sacred Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of oasis I laid back and meditate to the words they said I swing on you fake radio personalities Worldwide, rapidly marred in marble It kept the jury quiet and now a riot will form That's sixteen uncut direct from the cult. It seems our will is worthless, like we're pawns beneath the sky Fates erased by reason and passion's just a whim Feel empty so I breath in, keep myself from giving in It seems our world is worthless like we're pawns beneath the sky

Return at the last fall of the autumn leaves Network of communications, you're up against a hopeless situation Howls from the grave haunt me Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of oasis I screen every vehicle from enemy observation Worldwide, practically marred in marble Scratch underneath the surface, where does your purpose lie?

Signin' Marvel who just dropped the next novel

I'm like Solomon, spoke bluntly

Increase the force significantly, change the error Bees with sweet honey in they mouth It seems our world is worthless, like we're pawns beneath the sky Face the race by reason and ashes just the wind The left is so our we're breathin, keep ourself from givin in [Killah Priest] Love and hatred, home is most sacred Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of oasis [Verse 1: GZA] On a man-made lake there's a sheet of thin ice. [Incomprehensible] by reason and ash is just the wind

Humans sweat and aim shovels, dig up the debris and rubble The earth used and built it to a complex

Felt the death kiss of Satan's mistress The left is so our, we're breathin', keep ourself from givin' in

I lay back and meditate to the words they say An annotation cannot contain another annotation.

Walk through vacant districts, before religions I studied pagan scriptures Have bitter stingers at they tail Who sold everything on a quest for God's Divine Urge you to merge through
Like a plane crash from a bomb blast Skipped town for a month and grew some dreads Fire shots for low-pressure water gun play

Guns we played with, niggas I relate with

At sixteen, uncut, direct from the cult starts and ends within the same node.

Special broadcast, slot time with con cash Operate the plan accordingly, in case the Feds are recordin' me Dig up debris and rubble

Success is freedom but failure can mean death Now who cowardly urge you to merge through We broke bread, I heard through a vine niggas worked for the Fed It seems our will is worthless, like we're pawns beneath the sky On a man-made lake, there's a sheet of thin ice Like a plane crash from a bomb blast Operate the plan accordingly in case the Feds are recording me I dwell in the Hills like Gandhi Lyricapsule: The Surfaris Drop ‘Wipe Out’; June 22, 1963, Lyricapsule: The Byrds Drop ‘Mr. In a vault, they spoke about the average loss per mission

Increase the fog significantly, change the era