Lyrics:
unfurled!
Son of the Sun, lead us to carnage Victory!
Let Blood run red in streams through this Battleworld!"
We fear not Death nor Witchery!
BUT WHAT
with the cruelest cut
Carnage consumes all we’ve ever loved
The innocent blistered by the flame
Trial by fire we burn in shame
These tragic beasts
Suffer
sickness Mind triggered by a picture of false Compassion and thoughts disabled Eaten by hatred reborn into bliss Rendezvous at the heart of darkness Clock
ever-nearing death
On and on we go
'Til we catch up with those monsters and the carnage can unfold
On and on we go
Catch up with those fiends
Extract
the storm.
Black cloud of arrows, red storm of swords,
Dark wave of carnage... slaughterfall!
By blood and steel I rule!
of dogs tryna dry hump it
Like Triumph The Puppet, so I'm like, "Fuck it"
Pile the carnage up 'til its so high, it's touching the sky
Let 'em all line up
Just know It ain't bluffin
Coming to the cars these clothes i done it
Everythang Ralph Lauren even my luggage
Niggaz breath stank n they clothes be
I'm blank
Ex bitch left me stabbed by a shank
They had me out trapped by dank
I'm rolling you up baby but it stank
Express yo feelings whenever you down
Living by my principles
Better check your precepts
Hating on the wave
You'd prolly rather take a recess
Excess ala AP; wrist flashy
Bit that mass
Switch locations bitch I'm leaving by tomorrow
Yea
I get big racks like what the fuck you think
Yea
I'm the main catch big shark up in the tank
Yea
Just
with the dank
Yo ho coochie stank
She musty asl
If they don't get it then by now then oh well
Too modest still to say it myself
Gotta goddess & she get
got some flower for hours it dank dank
Old lady she told me it stank stank
But her perfume bad
And I don't do her to bad for that
So gimmie the blicky
Brother by my side,
You know daddy got me,
Bucking on these lames,
Cause they game sloppy,
Hoe pay attention,
Play your position,
Young maceo take'n nothin
niggaz know where you stay
Address your address, change your place
Before you spray nigga
(Nine by nine) I learned a lot from stank if you got bank
[Violent J]
Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up
Road by
Well, you know the Juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up?
Road by me
of the palette, all sanguine and cool
The music mostly jazz, the jazz mostly old
Punctured by some punk and some old smoky soul
An atlas on the trunk from
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
by my
Since i put myself together y´all been lookin puzzled
I question wether it was you or all the struggle
Yeah i know the stank and shit that got
Downing all the brown water
Drown on it
Dour by the pound
Got a thou on it
Luck was never up
Been working running for it
Fuck another moment
Want it
that it's hot
And I'm burnin the city like dis pompeii
I'm spittin la flame and my breathe is so hot That the shit prolly stank nigga cover ya face
Ya
smoke
Back in the bay right by the sco
Santa rose?
Yeah that dope
That's my home
And I hold it down
Rep that shit like Charlie Brown
Yeah I'm IT
on the freeway
I made a play right by that factory but didn't get cheesecake
You know I'm handling business so sometimes I might be late
I probably missed V-Day
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