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Albums:

Finger Style Guitar Plus [Finger Style Guitar...Plus] (Chet Atkins) · Mine, Mine, Mine, Pt. 2 (Christopher) · Four Finger Five (Four Finger Five) · End Sessions, Vol. 2: The End 107.7 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · End Sessions, Vol. 1: Live on the End (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The West End Story [West End Records] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The End Is the Beginning Is the End (Smashing Pumpkins) · The End Is Not the End (House of Heroes) · End of the End (Damian Wasse) · End on End (Rites of Spring) – and 90 other albums »


Benz with a cellular phone
See his diamonds and gold, call him Big Bank Bob
Got a ring for each finger and he can't get a job
This is not a song I
you everyday
Every hour every minute
Take my hand and let me lead the way

All through your life
I'll be by your side
Till death do us part
I'll be your
enemies they creepin', don't make me blast
I watch the five-oh's roll, the motherf***ers pa**

By me like they know me, smilin' as they laugh
I put up
Nixon 
This one for all the sick ones, infliction 
Poisonous darts sickenin' 
Best believe finger itchin' 
With two proclay 
Now I'm trippin' on MC's
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin
on MC's
the hot
Trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon' Meth-Tical come and get some

Playin' my position, hot Nixon
This
eloquent 
When it comes to digital display 
I'm ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray 
Tactics, my shits Jurassic 5 
Fingers of death
I hate myself and my way of life
This time it makes me bleed from inside
'cause I was too weak to stand by your side
And now it's too late for me
grinding, what's next?
Starving artist 'til Trav and Tech cut me that advanced check
Strange outcast step child, call me Damien
Five Finger Death Punch
ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray
Tactics, my s***s Jurassic 5
Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
With a deep breath with
Anybody seen a knight pass this way
I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday
His crusade was a search for God and they say
It's been a along
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Proverbs 3:6, 1 Peter 5:8, Matthew 16:24

Smell the burning powder?
There's danger in the air
A voice from
Fucked up can't hear, Atlanta, Georgia where y'all at?
OutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family Camp
Got this thang lit like stamps
Gettin ya touched
Diamond cut
Blunts roastin whole through tea bags
Blowin bubbles out the wrong end
Mud in your stool piles
Flamin hotter than Death
to fall is mine
See a brand new generation in demanding
What you've been doing without money all this time

Scam
People try living life at speed
you everyday
Every hour every minute
Take my hand and let me lead the way

All through your life
I'll be by your side
Till death do us part
I'll be your
it on

Look for me
Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world
oh, oh, ha
I know just what to do
Cause I'm falling down a land slide
On a one way trip to you

Uh,
I've been doing this shit
And you know what
oh, oh, oh, oh ha
I know just what to do
Cause I'm falling down a land slide
On a one way trip to you

Ah,
I've been doing this s***
And you know
position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Poisonous darts sickening, best believe
Finger itching with two broke legs, now I'm
Hold on bitch this shit bout to hit the ceiling 
The interference started from the ground up the building 
Behind mine's I just don't give a fuck
back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back

Take it back to the ? leanin' gettin rec room punch
We in them authentic alley switchin' joints
Major
five four three two one
My mon meth-tical come and get some

[method man]
Playin my position, hot nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
and always: Mine

Maybe it's not so easy
Maybe it's a way too long
Say, say you'll be by me
When the evidence comes along

(My calling)
(My time)

See
Another plane went down today in the
Atlantic nine miles off shore
And every single black car that goes by just
Might be yours
I haven't moved