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Albums:

Symphony for the Devil: The World of Type O Negative (Type O Negative) · The Best of Type O Negative (Type O Negative) · The Least Worst of Type O Negative [Clean] (Type O Negative) · The Least Worst Of Type O Negative (Type O Negative) · The Best of Type O Negative (Type O Negative) · Negative Gain: 1 Negative (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Bloody Kisses [Bonus Disc] (Type O Negative) · Bloody Kisses [Expanded] (Type O Negative) · Bloody Kisses [Bonus Tracks] (Type O Negative) · Bloody Kisses [Bonus Disc] (Type O Negative) – and 90 other albums »


Strip mine the vein
Lay to waste

Chastisement lays you down to sleep, tucks you in with bloody kisses
Gifts of nightmares bittersweet

Type
I land on the concrete with bloody pants
Lord please, give your homeboy a second chance
Baby need a new pair of shoes, and a college fund
My p.o
heavenly hype and ? ? steadily
When I come in to rock'n'roll, I'm sure you will agree
That I got a hype type of style a family
But diggy doc gave it to rob
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
Welcome to the ghetto

Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
day"-type attitude
Plus his little brother got shot reppin' his avenue
It’s time for us to stop and redefine black power
Forty one souls murdered in fifty
day"-type attitude
Plus his little brother got shot reppin' his avenue
It’s time for us to stop and redefine black power
Forty one souls murdered in fifty
'cause he gave it all when preparin to respond wit
My correspondece, only young foes fall as soldiers in the Cold War
Powered by solar
Always in
four in the morning and gotta hear you met one of my peers
Or maybe a family member that you thought was cool
Or maybe a person that I'll never meet
in that blood
I shine on my tank be touched, m-o-be and tru we trust
All the side ? ? ? all the ready to get that ass bust
I holler why cause I mobb
Mhm, okay
I hear you
No
Yes
I'm your servant
I have the plan
And I'll give it to 'em
Like you told me to

Wanna live in my world you have
Welcome to the ghetto

Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
keys I cooked up 
Now all my niggaz, makin' major figgaz. 

Mobb shit, the type of shit you out committin' a lick 
Pistol whip them nigga to death
Into them sound clash see winni'n them, just begginin' them
Get rid of every bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't even consider them
In
want to give me bloody body
By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
But I'll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I'm
Stacking them thangs so you gets
And ya'll niggaz can't block my shells 
When I'm in jail the C.O. don't lock my cell 
Before any rap group, we was the L.O.X. crooks 
I'll slap a hundred
killed by a cop that thought negative
Shot in the back like a victim of Jesse James
Tell them his motherf***ing name!
Phillip Pernell, murdered by
real ass nigga from the east bay
?w-e-l-l-t-e-p-are-o-o-f?
For the niggas who kid yourself by losin' your fuckin' death
Bloaw! bloaw!
Cap, we do it
real ass nigga from the east bay
?w-e-l-l-t-e-p-are-o-o-f?
For the niggas who kid yourself by losin' your fuckin' death
Bloaw! bloaw!
Cap, we do it
fucking you now, before I blow up
You know what?
I seen your kind before, high saditty but really like it raw
In the closet like a ridah type of whore by
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
keys I cooked up 
Now all my niggaz, makin' major figgaz. 

Mobb shit, the type of shit you out committin' a lick 
Pistol whip them nigga to death
serv-on]
Aaaaaah!
When you see us, all you see is fame and bitches
When I see myself in the mirror I see a nigga bounded in bloody kisses
Wishes to see my
a good day, good day to O'Shea
A death certificate for anyone who lay in my way
You best revisit all the tombstones that lay in my way
Me being knowledge,
and in the end, 
Who gets shot by motherfuckers making hip hop?
We came here to get you high, 
Represent underdogs world-wide
On the hustle leading