Symbolical and mystical Between life and death we're torn A constant struggle Like an apocrypha Nobody can be certain A thousand days, spent in hell The ultimate sacrifice Your voyage starts With a question mark

Y'all niggas ain't U.L.T. (Ultimate) In the night time, keep me out of sight, it's the poltergeist When I'm ghost, I'mma cut the line, now you outta mind This is the wrath of Aquarius I am the black metal terrorist, ain't no comparison Humanitarian,

I am the one, don't weigh a ton Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family By any means, your enemies my enemies We wet them up like a canteen The yellow tape surrounds

The sinner is you I see and hear more than I wish The seal has broken up again One life on earth fades away again There's been a kill in the spirit world The ultimate sinner just don't know Is there forgiveness Do we all deserve our blessing What's life

Let it go, dream a bit To wear a garment so delish I’d be out of my mind The slightest designs, the ultimate chemist Even you ingénue A gift he can’t buy from you But if I had to pay I’d sure find a way to break the bank I’d break the bank that day

Akon (akon) This is the ultimate journey of your life Where the weak die and the strong survive Prepare to suffer 40 days and 40 nights Strap on your boots because you got a long hike Just another journey, another journey into time

You and me will all go down in history, With a sad Statue of Liberty, And a Generation that didn't agree. Eloquence belongs, To the conqueror. Romances evolving in the absolute. The ultimate sacrifice. Justified Candy! Brandy for the nerves,

I feel the pain, kill the brain 'Cause, bitch, I walk with vengeance Ultimate, Ultimate Who the fuck you think you tryna creep on? Who them niggas in that black Nissan? I'm that nigga Freddy wouldn't sleep on Catch a nigga in the bushes doing recon Cops

I am the one, don't weigh a ton Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family By any means, your enemies, my enemies We wet them up like a canteen The yellow tape surrounds

Seeking no truth winning is all Find it so grim so true so real The ultimate in vanity Exploiting their supremacy I can't believe the things you say Justice is lost justice is raped Justice is gone Pulling your strings Justice is done I can't believe I