Lyrics:
In earlier news, the police still haven't found three well known rappers
Formerly employed by Hypnotize Minds
They're asking if you have any leads
In earlier news, the police still haven't found three well known rappers
Formerly employed by Hypnotize Minds
They're asking if you have any leads
visions of leavin'
Here in a hearse god, can you feel me?
Take me away from all the
Pressure and all the pain
Show me some happiness again
I'm goin' blind,
lost
You hold down the windows, I'll lock down the doors, don't get bit by the frost
My spine has chill shivers that a fire can't warm
I'm getting close
Ayo
One for the money, and two for the bitches
Watch who you with you gotta stay away from snitches
Don't let your life pass by get rich nigga
You
a text. Signed every card with them. She never told him to stop sending them though––it was his way of sending some love from a thousand miles away. So she
Distract my thoughts
I fear it's all been foreseen
Put my ear to the door
Got them begging for more
With these bags of this heat
From the rags to the green
on the mountain
Fire, fire on the mountain
Long distance runner
What you holding out for?
Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door
The flame from your stage
CHORUS Three endless days of bitter grief passed
and Montresor abandoned any attempt to cheer his friend.
Then came a sudden change in
denied
Home, I'm dreaming of home
I've been twenty years away from all I ever knew
To return would make my dream
Come true
Seasons of sorrow have stolen
And Jack started drinking every fucking night
Just to get away from the black man's plight
In his apartment building thinking that he's a villain
He been
of the
hallway
I noticed a niggga Bobby
the kitchen floor but leaking from a n**** body
I can't believe he's just here with three new holes in the forehead
rise at ten thirty
And reach Kempton park around three
I stand by the rail, when a horse is for sale
And you ought to see Wooton watch me
I lean
In an Arizona town one day
Bill Venero heard them say
That a band of Apache Indians
Were on the trail that way
Heard them tell of murder done
Three
more.
'cause it's time for mc ren to settle the score.
I got a urge to kick down doors.
At my grave like a slave even if the ren calls.
Clouds are
blood
Won't mend a blackened heart
From heaven down to hell
I command the sun and the moon
Where the waves meet the land
I will take mine back from you
Stealing life from plebeians who demonized me
Deerskin bandanas, lead shooter, 10 gallon hat
Bed's Butch, I'm the kid who makes the suns dance
Mustangs buck
me away
It's time to open up the door
My ship, she sailed
The journey of a dream
Many have prevailed
At what the unlucky
Have never seen
My fear has
There's a whole lotta people lookin' down their noses at me
'Cause I didn't come from a wealthy family
There was ten of us livin' in a two room
Nights I Cried
~Fre3spir1t
Beat Credit to Kado Beats
Hurting Alive, Feeling tortured by
Nights I Cried, Didn’t believe I’d Survive
Fighting demons
Back to the regular life when sun was still so bright we chillin' no fight
Got my homies like side by side we ain't even need a whip we just pull up with
your head, she nearly dragged you down
But you got away, the time is now
At the station your guitar case, is by your side
It's all that you need, it
of the best
His River Valley Farm land
Stood out from the rest
Mr Herb and Ms Bonnie
Had three girls and a boy
Young Kenyon, he still lived at home
With Nancy
There's a Pathway
From my door
Runs on down to the river
Down to the shore
You can hear
The water flow
As you stand in the doorway
Of my home
This
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