Lyrics:
REIGN OF TERROR By The Art of Satan
INTRO ........F C/F#/F....F C/F#/F
VERSE 1:
F C/F#/F
Shes my dark lord
If you feel what I say, you'll understand what I'm talking about
If you hate what I say, you're exactly who I'm talking about
Don't give a f-k if
G
They've got it right, rocks and sea
cm F
Oh, miss I love you
C G
Love, I'm gonna miss you
cm
cause I dont care thats right Im
R,E,H,D,O double G, as one of my songs says F, the haters.
Ill see you later alligator, after awhile crocodile its
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By:Indieincar
Intro : B E F# B-F#/A# G#m C#7 C#m F#7
B E F# B
Tahukah kau rahasia
F#/A# G#m
Dering nada pesan
C#m
for the D time
GVNDM wole ijaya kanle
Beri fun motherfucker
I've got a baddie upstairs for the rounds
But before she blink mehn
I'm gone like a burglar
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C em
The wind was a torrent of darkness
Am
Among the gusty trees
Em f
The moon was a ghostly galleon
Dm g7
Tossed upon cloudy seas
C
JUST THESE CRAZY SONGS.
D D G G
I WALKED DOWN BY THE RIVER, AND I THOUGHT OF YOU TODAY.
Em Em A7 D
YOU ALWAYS SEEMED TO UNDERSTAND THE WORDS I
fa-alta!
F#7
Mas lembranças são como a-a neblina
G7M D
Que o Sol logo desfa-az…
Bm
D
Sure says something about the folks around here
G G/F# A7sus4 A7
Their smart enough to care
D
F-A-G, that's me
F-A-G, definitely
F-A-G, guaranteed
F-A-G, absolutely
Real gay fellows they relate to me
Like I am a L-O-R-D
Rough, wet, and juicy
Don't you know I got kis by the three
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louie knapsack where I'm holding all the work at
What you know about that? What
I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A (I'd rather be you nigga)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in
on your own again
F G F G
The walls of cold and gray surround, they surround
You may find you're by yourself
Feeling like Boosie in 2010
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
That's me
And y'all C-A-N apostrophe T-F-U-C-K-W
I-T-T-H-E-D-U-G-O-U-T
Nigga, what
It's too much of us
Am C Dm G
Ei Deus, tu és a minha vida, a minha razão de ser
C F D
stacked ten by ten
Bb G
For the wife the folks the kids
F Dm G7
All of the kin and a friend listen
ya'meen, I'm taking one for the team
Like Martin Luther King, taking one for a dream
I'm dope, too many fiends, live by many means
If you don't stand for
the B-A-G
I got the B-A-G, I got the B-A-G
I got the B-A-G, got the, got the B-A-G
I got the B-A-G, they call me P-A-P
I be sonnin' these rappers, I'm
real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
I wonder if I'm gon' ever see Screw again
One foot in the street, got one foot in the pen
boto mu ay3 d3d33d3 ( d3d33d3)
Flexing ng3g3 (ng33g3)
Nansein mi ho ay3 f3 ooo miboto mu ay3 d3
Hear me
Man a badman from long time na so we take
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
in sport
Don't fuck with E
We be stars like Givenchy
Make those G's just like Gucci
She F's with us just like Fendi
She ah real bad gyal just like
currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die
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