Lyrics:
not musicians
They say I can't play guitar but I can talk so
So shut up and listen
She lays there like an organ donor
When its getting late but hes
terrible pain
Decomposition of my soul as my inner organs rot away
Flesh falling part by part, dematerialization
In front of the pedestal
I open
There's rules to this shit I'll break down a lesson
Step by step
Like a booklet for you to sweat
And try to apply
To make yourself fly
No. 1: must be strong
the past tense
Nigga tell me what that meant
Never mind, your luck
I don't give a fuck anymore, blessing
Used to be dehumanized by human eyes
Now I'm
how you flip it
I'm sure appalled
By how the blood is dripping
On sword he fall
He feel his stomach ripping
His mum is tripping, brother
Never
CHARTER
BY TIME HIM SAY WAH GWAAN STOCKMAN WID THE CARBON
CHOP BODY INNA PIECE THEN SELL THE ORGANS
YO WE DIFFERETENT NUH FORMAL YO TOROTO TELL DEM BOUT
Mr. Dreamer / you're the man / God had your fu-ture right in His Hand /
You were cho-sen / You were sent / Your di-rec-tive was marked by
Disembodied souls, tormented in the afterlife
Haunting the living, possessing the weak
Controlled by the army of torment, seizing their mind
Infiltration
know the day is mine
No time to say
What's on my mind
My mind
I
I
I
Father please forgive me
They come two by two
What shall they do
When they're upon
of her rotting organs now linger for eternity
My seed is growing slowly in this lifeless carcass
Life as a dirty fucking whore has brought you here
płciowy organ chciwą
Pornole pierdolą w głowie po trochę wpierdolą kompleks ci w nią
Kiedyś było mi przykro jeśli nie wróciłem z ciśką z bibki
Myślałem że
to bother me
Nigga, I'm a loner
Thinking you got heart
Turn organ donor
I really by myself for it
I don't really know me
And it makes for it
Like I used to be
He ran his wife Lerline in his place and she won
By a landslide He's most famous as the
Belligerent racist voice of the segregationist
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soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
the dopest forever
By kicking lyrics so clever that
No one can do it better (Repeat 5x)
Time is dedicated to say peace to the homeboys
My homie Laylaw, MC
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
watts and tickle eardrums wit pleasure
Every single measure apply, exact amount of pressure
A chemical reaction happen
What was fastened by the spit,
on the South, come and get some
Ask your scared-ass parents where you from, you crumb
[Chorus: x2]
My God, these lyrics hot, you're gonna need sunblock
My
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
shit
Watch the whole world rock to it
Nigga squad!
Squad had em opin'
Had his bitch scopin'
Sittin' by the bar
Sippin' heinken's totin'
Pinky
Them mean mi naan voice fi Russian, yeah
Yo Tarik you hear the pussy them?
Me and the toll alone a lock the road
Lyrics by the factory load
Who
for more lyrics I know
Steady robbin' all them lyrics I flow
I'm Sadam-ing all you niggas fo sho
You betta know I'm a true nigga, please do nigga
Betta
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