Circumstances are like my first fight I lost
It was swinging, my arms bugging, adrenaline pumping
Oh shit, this little nigger's thugging
I mean, I was thirteen
I was no singer, knot on my face
But no chose another time and a place
That I would revenge my last fight cuz the same shit
Ain't gonna happen that just happen last night
Knuckle-game changed quicker than lighting
Hit 'em, slice 'em
Either stick 'em or blast pipes, its the fastlife
My product give another nigger advice, shoot dice
Do plenty of shit cuz this life, how many you get?
How many niggers do you know get two
Besides a nigger who snitch to skip a life-bid
Be one in your crew
I don't respect killers, I respect thoughtout knowledge
Codes of the streets got new rules, but no guidance
Lessons, catch your mental to a young disciple
Focus, take care of your brothers, niggers do as I do
Keep your enemies close, where they can see you
It's not your enemy who gets you
It's always your own people
It's always your own people
It's always your own people
It's always your own people
It's always your own people
[T-Boz]
Mass confusion, in my head
Killing me, driving me mad
I be wondering, can I trust my friends?
Cuz they stab me in my back everytime they can?
Am I paranoid? and if that's the case
Is it curable? Can you help me find my place?
I can't handle this, I'm losing it
With the loose grip I'm hanging on to emptiness
help your brother, save him from the
Evil demons, in between us, came between us
[Scarface]
I know you hate me, don't you
I bet you sitting, wishing my time never came
You probably rather see me die in the game
You probably rather see me die in a plane
Well ya'll see me up on top of my dough
I get my money shit changed
And niggers start looking at me different than this
I'm down to play the real nigger shit to get with a bitch
But I'ma tell a motherfucker like this
You going good is what you come up against
Nigger you get what you get
So the grass is greener on the other side of the fence
But any attempts and you gonna need the guy in the trench
I'ma starter while you riding the bench
You saying you a player, weel I'm the one designing your prints
Something to go by, to let these niggers know I
Don't believe in letting shit slid, nigger gonna die
Best friends since high school seniors
The homeboy demeanor, but let the bullshit come between us
[T-Boz]
Mass confusion, in my head
Killing me, driving me mad
I be wondering, can I trust my friends?
cuz they stab me in my back everytime they can?
Am I paranoid? and if that's the case
Is it curable? Can you help me find my place?
I can't handle this, I'm losing it
With the loose grip I’m hanging on to emptiness
Help your brother, save him from the
Evil demons, in between us, came between us
A BLOOD SPORT FULFILLING RETURNED OUT FROM THE GRAVE
FAR BEYOND THE SOUND OF MY ARENA DREAM COME TRUE...
AND UNTO A NEW DREAM AWAKENING JOURNEY THAT AWAITS
IN A SACRED QUEST OUT FROM THEIR SILENT GRAVES...
AND SO DOTH WHISPERED IN THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE.
As they entered within deaths silent realm's beckoning
of a new heaven & a new earth...silently awaiting...
THUS TO ALL MY M-F-KIN FRIENDS & ENEMIES OUT THERE
AND THOSE WHO WANT TO COME IN BETWEEN US...
YOUR ALL Mother-F...ing INVITED INTO THE ARENA
THATS RIGHT EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU Mother-F...ers...
OUT THERE IN "IN BETWEEN US" VILLE...NOW GET READY
TO GET IT ON ONCE & FOR ALL TO THE VERY LAST DROP...
SO THIS BE A DIVINE INVITATION FROM GLADIATOR ZERO TO...HIS VERY OWN PEOPLE & FROM HIS GLADIATORS WORLD WIDE
TO ALL THEIR OWN PEOPLE WHEREVER THEY BE ON PLANET EARTH
COME & SEE ONE & ALL FOR GLADLY SADLY & TRAGICALLY
HOWEVER YOU MAY WANT TO LOOK AT IT...& THUS SO TRULY
STATED LIKE THE MUSIC ABOVE SO STATES...
Keep your enemies close, where they can see you
It's not your enemy who gets you
It's always your own people
THUS ENTER IN OUT FROM THE GRAVE
FOR ACCUMULATED DEPRECIATION IS A DEBT...NO?Thus with the loose grip I'm hanging on to emptiness
SO REMEMBER & NEVER FORGET THAT...
The way of a fool is right in his own eyes:
but he that hearkeneth unto counsel is wise.
(Proverbs 23:15)
Sadly & Tragically America Like Rome As Well As All
Great Empires Before It, Started On A Wondrous Premise
A Grand Ideal & A Divine Dream Of Independence & Freedom
One That Supposedly Fought Against Servitude, Slavery & Bondage...
But America Like Rome & Others That Had Started Out
So Well Became The Very Thing That They Were Supposedly
Fighting Against. Thus Instead Of The Great Honest
Tried & True Ones Who Adamantly Fought Against All
The Evil Practices Of Servitude, Slavery & Bondage,
Became The Very Ones Who Evilly & Sadly Practiced It
From Within On Its Own Citizenry & Imposing It Cruelly
And Tragically From Without On Countless Others.
SAD BUT TRUE!!! Thus America Has Gone Like So
Many Other Great Empires & Kingdoms Before It.
THUS SO IT BE ETERNALLY REMEMBERED...
THAT IS WHY I ~Gladiator Zero~ AM THE WAY I AM!
Cuz I be wondering, can I trust my friends?
Cuz they stab me in my back everytime they can?
With the loose grip I'm hanging on to emptiness
SO HEARKEN QUICKLY TO DEATH'S WINNOWING CALL &...
FORGET GOING TO LUNCH AT THE BOOBY TRAPPED MESS HALL
SO YA BETTER GET ON IT BEFORE ITS TOO LATE...EVEN IF
YA ALL STAB ME IN THE BACK HERE I STILL CALL YOUR FATE
Once we realize that left and right are just traditional meta-contextual frames of reference and do not have any real objective political content in and of themselves, we can effectively inject our libertarian memes into both the left and right world views. By doing this, we broaden our ability to communicate with people who might otherwise see us as being "one of them" rather than "one of us."
& May The Force Of Truth & Freedom Be With You Always
And So Thus As Always So Be Thus So...
Signed Gladly , Sadly & Tragically
At The Silent PassionSword Blades Edge
We Bitter Over Bitter Sweet Gladiators
Of The Society Of The Sacred PassionsWord
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaGuszz-_UI
NOW ONCE AGAIN AS ALWAYS...
FADE TO COME ON DOWN FOR THE PRICE
IS RIGHT "IN BETWEEN US" BLACK
