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take a bet
I'll get one in the chamber like Russian roulette

Speed it up speed it up speed it up now
I catch a lick and I'm going to town
You and your

you gave me all the things I need to see
you save me from lights I don't want to see
just passing by ain't no more of your ting
oh you're my cavalry

just stand by
I'm a shooting star, glowing like a firefly
Burning like a witch, full of lies
Snake eyes, paralyze

Single player russian roulette 
I am

what I lose
Take money make money issa rack
Issa roulette Stack
No truce get back
I'm still lose in the head
If I lose I don't beg
I just cruise with

sweat)
Roll again (Loose all your bets)
Pull out your gun (Play russian roulette)
'Cause what you give is what you get 
When you're dicing with death

Big

issues they're on repeat inside of my head
Let's play Russian Roulette 
And see if I am already dead

I'm already dead
I'm already dead
I'm already dead

I feel so blind
When your by my side
Can't find a solution
The mountains we keep pushing
The rain slowed down
No remorse below your eyebrow
Can't

The roulette game of destiny
It's hard to choose, it's hard to see
It's wrong for you or right for me
Ups and downs are all the way
Some peace is what I need

a canceled check
We spiral into Russian roulette

A million lasceratoins
A thousand gallons of disinfection
Could not fix the destruction
Brought in by

What's Broken

David Crosby

Croz

2014

Looking out on a buzzing city
Molecules go flying by
Standing here is a very lost disciple
How could it be that angels lie
They lie

Speaking

who live but Christ lives in me
And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me, in

to go off like a shot
I got a tight flow and I know I show it off quite a lot
I’m a disciple with the vinyl scratching beating the box
And all the tribal

me stolas
Some call me Peter some Simon
I'm that disciple following Jesus
The streets they call me dybala
Take a finesse shot to the corner
I hit it

Cockroach King

Haken

The Mountain

he's left to bleed
An empire falling to its knees
A bleeding ground for those who heed

I longed to be a disciple of the cockroach (blinded by

By his stripes
I am healed
By the stripes of Jesus
I am healed
The stripes of Jesus
Has made me whole once again
By his stripes
I am healed

One day

By his stripes
I am healed
By the stripes of Jesus
I am healed
The stripes of Jesus
Has made me whole once again
By his stripes
I am healed

One day

I was preaching a sermon one Sunday and uh
It was about, it was a parable
And it was talking about the uh, the disciples and Jesus
When they were

pourtant

Dans les mains, mon destin, je le tiens
Et j'avance bien tout droit comme un samouraï
Un disciple de IAM, NTM
Dissident, t'iras plus au

How'd you get away dropping love bombs?
Wish I didn't taste what your love could do
Sipping on your Kool-Aid, you played
You played me by my rules

rude

Watch where you step don't step on my roots
Boy I'm grounded rendezvous
I'm speaking life multiplied by two
The seeds that I sow gon turn into

Lost in space
Lost in time
Sanity replaced
By a new paradigm
Awaken to debris
Upon a foreign land
A new reality
A new world at hand
A world as empty

and reason wanting to fell life flow

decreasing executing orders given by deathlike conjurers
analysing the means anddimensions 

expirmenting with  demise

of Jesus came through their hands

At about the same time 
They received the sad news that the great 
John the Baptist
Had been beheaded by King Herod

Jesus

Peter:
Men and brethren- it was needful that the scripture should be fulfilled, which the Holy Ghost spake before by the mouth of David concerning