There's great pain. Is it true then that dying such a painful experience?
The truth is that pain is the proof of existence
That must be why I exist. For what reason I can't imagine
We simply exist. And we simply disappear

[Killah Priest]
Shalom-shalom
Shalom-shalom
Shalom-shalom

Uh, yeah, uh
Embrace 'em, record 'em in rap portions
Gat's flossing, fat fortune
The math glossing
Black August, cash pouring
Last storage, gas shortage
He's passed the orbits
The superhero
The bad villain had feelings
Marble cartoons
Saturday's in mom rooms
Monday was a half-a-day
Sassoons
Marcus, fifty-two hundred, Atari cartridge
Project, process, progress, the object
Muslim garments, Brooklyn apartment
My hair combed, microphone so I will zone
I started writing poems
Grandmas, arthritis in her bones
I start reciting poems
Lightning start to striking the stone
Spelling, and I'm telling, my commandments
The comet struck the planet
My ink brush touched the canvas
Off my number two subject book gallery
Off the hood galaxies and street stars
Peace to the Earth that born the Gods
That's '97 was the New Year
A few careers started
I spar with, I scared my neighborhood
They use to say I was good
I frightened everybody in the Brooklyn
The East side, to the South side
Subway train ride explains why I am legend
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