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a car crash in a hurricane
(Bye-bye)
We're all gonna die (hahaha)

Connie got electrocuted
Manny went to war
Tony got eviscerated by a dinosaur

frowning at me howling at the moon
Paro, depressed by the sight of my crew
I'm the caped chameleon, watching from my hideout
There ain't nothing I can't find

Medicinal Verbiage 
A thug died doves fly I got Abraham blood ties that hate truth but they love lies I testified from mount cyanide do all

there 
You know we finna blow 
We finna blow like cyanide 
But im a do it like this for them 
You know what im sayn  
Cause they don't know about me 
They

Dancing on ice
Feeling on fire
Lost in a trance
Led by desire

Desire desire were down to the wire
False confidence keep taking me higher
Devour

the fire spread
So I come on the radio all by design
One city, two fronts, and bunker cyanide
We're no liars

Somewhere fine
We're somewhere you

somewhere far away
somewhere where i don't have to look at children dead on either side
cut down by someone's father or mother while somebody's brother

sufficient?
With my fleeting methods of perception
Overcome by hatred like clockwork 
We have different worlds that medicate hurt
I know you have the answers

Covered by the barbed wire
And life-proof membrane

I'm the factory's newest product
Son of serialized destruction
Perfect body - perfect soul
Reborn

Com'n Yo Direction

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

[Chorus: Lil' Wyte]
Jus' the good 'ole boys - hangin' out geddin' high
Jus' the good 'ole boys - watchin' cops ridin' by
Jus' the good 'ole boys - sittin'

on my ninth life
Like, oh, my, put them in a lyrical drive-by, I slide by
Spittin' like a motherfuckin' villain
I'ma never let them ride 'til they

Taste this breath
It vaguely reeks of cigarettes
And in my place
A memory you won’t forget

Drink this wine
My favorite flavor cyanide
And truth be

Ultimate Flow

K-Rino

Ten Year Run

(Verse One)
Fillin 'em all, killin a bull, by drillin a hole, willin to skull
And blow torch your asshole when its freezin cold
Stage a raid, invade

Dancing On Broken Glass

Poets of the Fall

Ultraviolet

2018

a life lived by making up new games
Of gazes and whispers

I want you to know I still love you
Even though we've been dancing on broken glass
Parade

Noose tied rope
Or I'll makе you swallow cyanide
With the unit 30 deep
Got 'em thinking this is genocide
Come and die with me come and vibe with me
See

nervous   
If you press me you'll get cleant up by a mop without the Pinesol
Dhalsim how I stretch ‘em start hittin' you with these fire balls  
If you

giving a fuck

I can't decide what I need to get by I don't feel so bright
This world is killing me so slow, I'd bite the cyanide

I sent some death

the great beyond
You hide your fear behind a cyanide-soaked
Spear and magic wand
Poof! Just across the border
I am near. In this room.
I see anger, death,

because
Been pounded by the streets
Cyanide blood burns down the skyline
Hatred is purity
The bullet connects at last
Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast

Or keep it silent
Whatchu said
Watch you red
Want you hanging by a thread
Where you at motherfucker
Where you at
Little bitch
I smell like shit
Fucking

Cyanide, one hell of a trade
(Oooooh-ah, oooooh-ah)

(Yeah yeah)
89 V-O-L-V-O
Pushin' the HOV lane
She ask if I think she nasty
She still play that song by

that I’m trapped in
Gotta be taking off with this rap thing making sure fans are what I’m attracting
I build this brick by brick pause influencing your

Bloodborne

Staining tulips with the cyanide
Riding shotgun making music for the drive-bys 
No survivors no goodbyes when the ocean rises 
Locusts fly when I

an ode to me
Fuck everything up, pull the trigger, let it rip, uh
Take the footage of the murder, fucking edit it, uh
Lace his fucking drink, cyanide pill