Lyrics:
to rush amps
with the jaws of a flatbull or rusty can
Partial Chorus
Verse Two: Dreddy Krueger
I be the Bushwick dutchmaster rapper
I love black
struggling fellow man
They'd better buy their tickets now for judgment day
Oh friend, let's try to score
For peace and not for war
For love and not for hate
the pavement stones
Like rivers of flowing rain
Strange people who know me
From behind every window pane
The girl I used to love lives in this yellow
can lock the flow.
In the process, open your third optical.
Cleaning up this hot mess we're responsible.
Through love not stress nothing is impossible.
A part of your existence
Dwells within our heart
Feelings of our free divine
Step inside this circle
Your love will turn into hate
Join my evil forces
my sweet unvalentine
You run just like a rabbit, and I chase you like a fool
But this fool I hate, I can't forsake, this fools in love with you
I'm (I
translation:
Ahh traversing over many nights
Frozen dreams and fading tears
Warm me, warm me, wrap me
Once, I had forgotten everything, however
I hate this
And false accusations destroy relationships
I hope you're happy with all the lies you've spread
Well I say we change things up,
Trade out this hate
Giving my soul to hell and tell Heaven I did my best
One love to family, to Juggalos and fuck the rest
I'm tired of all these snakes and demons,
must cross roads to get it straight
In rhyme there's a thin line between love and hate
Some state rap will never make it out the gate
But I'm here
Born Allah...
Sweet Daddy Grace...
The Supreme Being...
Love Allah...
Ill Boogie...
Rap is my bitch, but right now she got me pissed
Let
don't, we won't settle for less
You should hate us with a passion or love us to death
The feeling of enchantment, this blissful rapture
Hits home for some,
it one by one
You hate this and this and love that it shows
You're insecure and that's no excuse
Just tell them they lie
You tell them truth
get some love
we are sentimental of an Eastside thug
anyways anyways, as I sip on a beer
I do shed a tear oh its clear oh my dear
many have they hands
Hope it just don't fly right past
Out here fuckin bitches though like
Who are you? Who are you?
Hate the way that word just measured by our views
to leave you behind
All I needed was to set this aside
"Well I wish that I could choke back all the times
That you were easily amused by letting go"
"And I
gonna say
You're favorite color's green, the heat's you're favorite scene
You love milkshakes but you hate ice cream
Which are you, a gemini or a cancer
a church boy, but inside he's still a thug
He was fired from his job, so he thinks of selling drugs
He holding on by a thread that was stitched with love
He
with a overdose
You know you know that I'm sorry and I love you so
This beat was Produced By Demo
Uhhh
Ima break the beat off man once again
Ima walk
Hanging on right by a thread
I can't even go to bed
Maybe I'll be better dead
Oh here it comes again
I feel the pain
I love to hate
I really thought my
to win, nothing to lose, nothing to regret…
this is rock, rock and roll, always on the road,
never looking back, no love lost
No romance for me, no more
vein
Keep them wolves on his back like he Grizzly Adams
I get rejected by a chick, I throw my whiskey at 'em
Your best friend will curse you out like,
time (fact) I ain’t never late (dub)
Wouldn’t let me in (laugh) I ain’t never hate (love)
I was starving then (mad) hungry for a plate (grub)
Now I’m
And anything I see I can get it by myself
My parents started fighting all the time when I was 12
Was it really for the love? I could never ever tell
But I guess
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