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Haaaaaa
Geezy
Aye man who that is Callin man
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
Haaaaa
I took em off, I did it again
These n***** be mad

be specific I been tryna get it
I'm the one that call when it's on fourth and inches
Workin' while these nigga be up on the benches
Promise to make

three, ABC
Switch it up, I like a challenge, creativity
Explorin' all my options, reoccurrin', call it HPV
I don't need a sign, like a symptom of an STD

got a night light
Every time you shoot it it's a brick call you Flight White

K flippin' shit, spinnin' shit, it's a gymnast
Star on my team ballin'

Kong, got me long
Lick my schlong, lick my dong, three inches long
Me and Brandon in the stew, we in the booth
If you call me, declining you, I'm number

to see the threat approaches of my enemy
Time is now, war rages on
Take no prisoners, their blood is yours
Shooting strangers one by one
Rapid fire, no

that by my spine I got murder on my mind
Young niggas are dummin out Rental cars they peeling out
Double back at the roundabout Crack the window and air

the hammer 
I Get a call from collect gotta answer 
Free all the bros out the box ina slamma 
The day they come home they gone all go bananas 
I catch a opp

Rush powered by beat Street
Butchers of Greenleaf ooh

Holding hammers ratchets and bears
If manners maketh the man
Pour the standard and keep it there

a come through with my favorite toats
Hammers out in France, that's French toast
Drive bies on the pedal fights
Hit you closer
Casper, your phantom gonna

eclipsed by the sorrow
To cut away those close and near
Pull back the hammer and let it swing
Let it swing

drain my blood the more I open my
Let me come and show you all I learn
Channel all the spirts watch me burn
I live by the mountains city never return
Will

I got more love than anything else
But a Jezebel spirit gonna steal my health
Struck by the notion that it just might be
A method to the madness that

Sweet Fire of Love

Robbie Robertson

Pure Rock [Universal]

2009

And didn't we call upon the spirits
And didn't we fall together
And didn't we die for love

Days on the run
Nights in hiding
Hoping that you were

apple

So with all disrespect
To watch him burn like a 

And get hung by his neck 

Don't need no hammer
Give a fuck bout no tech 

You won't get no help

I'm a product of a hell spawn
Everything has gone wrong
Hammer in the back of your head
That shits hollow

I'll be better by tomorrow
But for now you've

say it's thicker than mud
Yeah aside from God I guess I really don't need that much
When I got my brother's blood

He's three years and ten days older

This Jesus Must Die

Andrew Lloyd Webber

Jesus Christ Superstar

1970

Look Caiaphas, they're right outside our yard.

PRIEST THREE 

Quick Caiaphas, go call the Roman guard.

CAIAPHAS

No, wait! 
We need a more

Michale Graves (ex-MISFITS) - vocals
Matthew K. Heafy (TRIVIUM) - lead and rhythm guitars
Justin Hagberg (3 INCHES OF BLOOD) - rhythm guitars
Mike

Heinous

Dark Lotus

The Opaque Brotherhood

2008

Blood pours out from a splint up to my ankles in it
All over hammer and grip and so it slips
Discarded for the use of a rusty crowbar
To the horror

didn't once hesitate
There you are at the top of the hill waiting to get your blood spilled were devastated
1 hit 2 hits 3 hammer hits that's how long it

calling me
I been away since three A.M
Been away since three A.M
I been away since three A.M
Nikki Nikki call me
But what’s a Juul to a fool
I don’t wanna

Piru Love

Crips, Bloods

Gangsta Lean

2013

past dark,
And the only other Blood hood is Campanella Park.
Hacienda, swans, and bounty hunters'll call ya number.
Rollin' 30's and 20's, outlaws,

Brown Paper Bag [Bonus Track]

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD] [Clean]

2006

nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah