Lyrics:
gone it's gone
So take the bull by the horns on the day that you're born
And keep on holding on
Well I thought I'd made it big when I got my first gig
Explore next door matadador
Bull horn blasting breaking blood
Dripping down i'll cause a flood
Mossy boxes filled with life
Broken windows peering eyes
Ever seen a devil with a halo?
Ever seen an angel with some horns?
Everybody got their own demons
Everybody fightin' their own war, oh
When you
Ever seen a devil with a halo?
Ever seen an angel with some horns?
Everybody got their own demons
Everybody fightin' their own war, oh
When you
OTF they ridin' for Sosa
Riding with my hitters bitch we on some
Ride on an opp' and then smoke 'em
Yeah we keep them horns we will blow them
Who is
bemoan
Join us now, for the hour has come
Stand and hear a horn in the hills ringing
A place of Shadow and Stone
Where oaths were sworn
Men
never rests
Behold the image of Venus
By carnal lust possessed
Sulfur demons - the horns of Venus
Rape the boy within the man
Sulfur demons -
bitch, we on some
(Bang bang)
Ride on an opp and then smoke 'em (Bang bang)
Yeah we keep them horns we will blow them
(Bang bang)
Who is these niggas, I
by myself
Took another turn, gone bad failed
Should call yourself a demon cause you're hell
Double horns took a turn in the long run
No one to blame
I beg of you, let me go
But I feel like you won't hear me
My words stopped by your choke
But I know you get me clearly
You squeeze me way too tight
I feel like a king on a throne
Got me some horns i be drippin in gold, yeah
Im coming back on my own
Im coming im coming back on my own
I'm coming
FORGETS TO HORN THE HORN
WHEN HE MEETS A FRIEND ON THE ROAD
18 WHEELS READY TO RIDE
HUNDREDS OF CITIES AND TOWNS ARE FALLING BEHIND
18 WHEELS READY TO RIDE
to sympathise
Grab the bull by the horns
Hold the rose by the thorns
There's nothing stopping me
From being like I want to be
Grab the bull by the thorns
Seems
when he made this land
The Lord said yes, there's a plenty on hand
But I left it down by the Rio Grande
The fact is ol' boy, the stuff is so poor
I
(Hey, you only wrote this for the money, didn't you?)
Connie Johnson got a farm in Wisconsin
And a diesel in the drive and her air horn's honking
face
In this concrete world full of souls
The angels play on their horns all day
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by
But does anyone hear
a little a time
And invest it in the grind
Bye
Hi
Eatin that sweet corn
Hometown cookin been vibin with B Horn
I sell shotgun shells by the seashore
Been
Who's gon' save you now?
You can't flee from this
I'm the evilest
I'm the evilest
Coming straight up outta hell
With horns & a frown as well
Between my horns
Is the balance, of the universe
Solve et coagula
I am Baphomet
Between my horns
Is the balance of the universe
Solve et coagula
I am
a Sauna, wartorn and forlorn
Live from Scar City, raise your Swords and blow your Horns
It's live from Scar City, where Scarcity's the Norm
The Formation
fucking moons-trucked clapping for my fake love
But I started rapping my thoughts by wasting all of my cost
Like a boom like a boom like a boom like a boom
only
Sexting on the phone
Would die a happy man
If I left something to grow
Oh, Oh, Oh,
Life's so short
Can you stick by me
Through the storm storm storm
Woah
Woah
Woah
Yvng Merci
Yvng Merci
Yvng Merci
Yvng Merci
They said grab your life by the horns
So imma get me some horns 'ghini scissor doors
I be
A poetic rhythm brought by the storm No grace, no glory - pure pleasure in Pain Two
horned master is on the rise Deaths riding in by the storm they
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