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Demon Killa

Gospel Gangstaz

Do or Die

Satan is not by himself. And then at times we only say "Satan I bind you" but we must now say "Satan I bind you, I bind your angelic race, and I bind your

a shepherd i’m like Steph
I shoot with the best but the
Key is in my leg-work
All I wanna hear is that invest word
Otherwise skate
There’s nothin uglier than

in and out
Oxygen in my blood
I'm calculated in my movements like a TI81
A machine on the keys
Workin' way after the sun
In that city by the sea
It's

minutes later, I'm like
"Where the fuck we at?"
Out in the middle of nowhere
The roads is pitch black
Finally we passed thru some creepy ass gates
Up a tall

You need fitness, nigga
Ridiculous how I spit this
Off the tip, tip, of my high
Get my dick tip sucked by your thot
On my cot on the cot, on my yacht

Welcome to the empty
Welcome to the tunnel of no return
These are the keys
But at the end of the road there's gonna be your refuge

Daylight in

times and hit her twelve.  
woke up when her back collapsed but 
that's all over now. the white on black like 
glare ride the chute the old-new city: mama

LcTCH KEY
written by kari faux

verse 1
see i can take two things, the dick and a hint
so if you act like you don't want me baby then ima dip

responsibilities
Just caught up in my bubble of memories reminiscing
The times you saw your crush and barely spoke a single sentence
Years gone by, some are names

when you see me creepin'
Fuck ridin'
Give me all your cash and I'm leavin'
No free ride, don't even look inside
My black truck don't slide
'round

for real dawg a nigga spitting real y'all
Just say a prayer for a black man and share a grace for tomorrow
The time I'm living on is borrowed
So I'm

for the key
I'm a mountain you can't move
Refusing to live my life by gay recluse

We worked hard at it
We worked hard at it
You will never be that cold

When girls dressed in black they all look so lonely
And contraceptives don't get used by the horny
You can't find the key to the door in your

Turner.. Tina
Don't me get the burner
Catch me in the low key Pontiac Sun sippin Con-gac
Y'all know how that affects blacks, so you know I clash that
No way

the president
My soldiers kill
Kinda on my truths
So I never had to fight
But like your grandma said
Even nice thugs fight
Only hang with black sheep I'm the only

I feel like I must just explain myself bru
N miyang stokkie means incense
And by incense what am I talking about
I’m talking about those little

seconds for fifty bands
Tight on you hoes like span
Wait for my next one to land
Building a castle by sand
I am too black to get tanned
My shit always

much of a criminal, I'm a villain, what a cost
Seems like every time I talk, I set a million missiles off
Donald Sterling, my opinions, piss a million

Baby Girl

Tapeminatti

Hell Razah: Digital Dope Music Dosage One

tempted by gifts them niggaz bought you
Guilty, talk about other bitches I talk to
Leavin' you a message every time I called you
Voice mail for my top

put an end to all of your grievances
Solve world peace, lil nigga
Boy, this shit really slap, on every volume like it was raised by Smack
In

again 
When it's my time to end 
I unload the clip 
And im taking them all

Full metal jacket flow
I'm Wit the racket McEnroe
The Cadillac is black n blue

Your English Is Good

Tokyo Police Club

FM4 Soundselection, Vol. 19

2008

These are the lines
That we straighten every year
But it's the second time
They mapped the constellations

So we'll search for you by night
In

ourselves defy the word of God
Free will is the key to salvation

Look to the heavens to see the sky burnt black
Look to the end where time is turning back

ya'll think its funny
people think its worth alot of money
so i give an sample to scully and mulder
gotta write it up in a little black folder
FBI wanna