Sunz Of Man - Tribulations

Intro: 62nd Assassin 

I ain`t want nothing known but a bank roll. 
On the other side of 123rd St.  bro`. 
Nothing known but a bank roll. 
On the other side of 123rd St.  bro`. 
Bringing it straight off the currency. 
Now this shit is tough. 
I got this shit magic from here to Texas trap. 
With the god`s jewels stash. 
I ain`t want nothing known but a bank roll. 
On the other side of 123rd  bro`. 
Yo, that`s that. 
I ain`t want nothing known but a bank roll. 

Chorus: Prodigal Sunn 

Life is reality, reality is life 
People living trife, the world filled with strife 
The gods living, writing exact, too many lacks 
Black on black crime, no vest, another victim laided to rest 
Life is reality, reality is life 
Niggaz living trife, bitches living sheisty, 
the gods living, writing exact 
Too many lacks, black on black crime 
No vest, another victim laided to rest 
Life is reality, reality 
Life is reality, reality 
Life is reality, reality is life 
Niggaz living trife, bitches living sheist 
The gods living, writing exact 
Too many lacks, black on black crime 
No vest, another victim laided to rest 
Life is reality, reality, life is reality 
Life is reality, reality 

[Prodigal Sunn (62nd Assassin)] 
Break bread, eliminate feds and dead heads 
I seen the bloodshed, devils decay, torture, enslave 
>From Red Hook to Compton, Fort Green to Albany 
Galleries of artillery, a symphony, millitary 
Some adversaries and fairies caught the bad decision 
Physical collision, we leave `em deaf and holy like some christians 
(A new incorporation, your rap exoriantation 
Not a reorientation, or interntation 
More and more foes is what I`m chasing 
Low down international business, players exchanging 
Your ears pound, throw down erasing) 
Maneuvering, moving like slugs from a silencer 
My fleet of seven on your calender, fuck an amateur 
(Game premeditated, crime related, rhyme intensive 
Chess, some hardest gamers, the world black as entertainment) 
Your time is short, change your thought, rearrange your sports 
Before being pork on a fork, I get scorched by the torch 
In this Sunz of Man federation, pure meditation 
Righteous advigation, teaching for the blind in my nation 
(Still remaining through all the shot reigning 
Hit grim, stitchy grain, playing half, broke that untouchable 
Still tapping plants, by the forced in, rap street, yo extortion) 

Chorus: Prodigal Sunn 

Life is reality, reality is life 
People living trife, the world filled with strife 
The gods living, writing exact, too many lacks 
Black on black crime, no vest, another victim laided to rest 
Life is reality, reality is life, reality 

[Killah Priest (Hell Razah)] 
In the beast like orcra, swim across the border 
Walk upon the water, holding the minora 
Reaching for the tora, face full of torture 
One deeper than my ora, I stalk ya with the offer 
Law and order, cut your day shorter 
Slaughter everybody in the party 
(Check the godly, from the cradle to the graves 
We hell raise you, break your bread at the table 
With my real Kane and Ables it gets fable 
We build stables, we drop jewels that enslave you) 
Wear the wooden bander, seven shield commander 
Wave the golden banner, swinging down the hammer 
In the house of David, we gold, true laces 
Diamond braclets, niggaz on that snake ship 
(There ain`t no love without the hatred 
The cure for the snakes in the snakepits 
Created and those that`s belated 
It`s too much, you fear, must prepare scuba-gear 
Got a ocean of the dry potion, we mind smoking 
We blind for the thugs and drug dealers 
Who used to be pyramid builders, ancient healers 
Stand for mirrors, all they see is cap pealers and reflection 
Moon do me right, give me night life, let me run in all directions) 
Worldly impressions, natural infections, massive depression 
Dealing with reality, fantasies is nothing but a fantasy 
I see it`s all vanity, humanities, who volcanically 
Satanically, on the edge of my sanity, can`t we be all family 

(Various talk to fade)