Lyrics:
ben menachum, yo
Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud
Perished in my heart still cherished and loved
Stripped of our pride, everything we lived
Can be established for all
Regardless of station, race, or creed
Among these are
The right to a useful and remunerative job
The right to earn enough
little own world
I'm in my little own world
I'm in my little own world
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Eat by myself
All by myself
Dance by myself
Live by
of the seas The freest of men Fly no colours at all And our creed is our own We spit on our hands Hoist the black flag And begin to slit throats We live out
church
To fill the soul
Of our own individual
It’s natural
You’ll know we’re so amicable, say!
One, two, three
Bonded like the holy trinity
It’s the vows
discussion
Whites, blacks, thugs, bums, all up for drugging I've been oppressed by my own race
Cause I didn't agree with how they operate On the day to day,
They only knew the old
I don't wish for your sympathy
I wish my pain on you sevenfold
I am the Devil's breed
Here to teach mankind his creed
Here
act like you a friend to me
I'll send these niggas for ya knees
I been a fighter call me creed
My pic in books right by Succeed
Greener grass is on my
of the way
Or by following the confident person
A bold act can put people on their
Heels and eliminate obstacles in this way
It creates it's own favorable
Thinkin' back to when my life was most confusin'
Weaved together place to place by anime and cartoons then
Doors locked, no one home, hop the fence,
fucking heads
I will never be what they
Want me to
I live by my own path in life
No turning
Back now, I won't be held down
Forced into a shallow
I'm an honourable man
But I'm cursed and afflicted
Disgrace of my breed when desire is freed
I'm a slayer, betrayer of my creed
The savage in me is
break away from the devil's grasp
Hope is a prison
Bound by the chains
I have fallen victim to my own hands
Hope is a prison
Bound by the chains
I have
was bought by my mum not Herman.
Anyway, Glaucia wanted a way to get back at me and these prison boys seemed like the perfect way so she inserted her
had an horrible abortion ?
Submersion in the Inner Death Creation
I feel locked inside of, my own mental prison
Distorsion, emotional contortion
What
Leather seats TV's with the beat too
How you ridin'? Gettin' bent behind tint you can't see through
And my rims way bigger than yours
How you ridin'? Bad
the shadows
I cannot run or hide
When I'm slowly taken over
By my own darker side
It's my forsaken fortress /x8
It's my forsaken fortress
The prison of my mind
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
lock & key, need my money promptly
So she bring it to me gotta get your own bitch
This dick ain't free I'm only covering for me
And I'm smart as Ivy
now
One fifth of my life now nearly, almost
You would think I'd find the key by now
But it seems I have understood nothing
Shocking
What with
You can't take it
I wanna sleep I wanna dream
I wanna find another means
To escape outta this prison that my demons made for me
I wanna kneel I wanna
the pussy like my name is Creed
Bro you broke, why ain't you workin' at Dollar Tree
Bitch, I'm paid and fed, and I can't say the same for you
One false move,
in my life I'll catch it we got CeeDee's
We ain't even have no motion for these pictures no dvd's
I sent God a letter to tell him I'm better he told me
Ridding creed, finding depth
The monarch pale
In your heart is now king
Therein a witch
Secret words are revealed
Find the alchemist
Own your song, set it
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