Lyrics:
those who say they are of GOD but really are of Satan (Satan)
I wrote a song about him, it'll be on the album, it's the next track
You should play it,
of honor lead me through fires
Revenge on my mind became a skill to hide it
I hated confrontation.
But these days I invite it.
Fuck,
every
rapper,
in
breeze, I blow through your April's
Stuck to your mentals like thumb-tacks and staples
Been to temples, learned egyptian time-tables
My trade marks
troubled
I could see that she was through, And I said
The preacher has the water
And sinner has the wine
But you've been baptized by fire
The rich man has
the wobble
Vigilante through the night, Batman no Robin
You gotta tell jack that I said what's popping
Sitting down at my desk, another head bobbing
Yeah so
Have a drink
Get some hen
Sip some wine
Throw our hands high
'Cause you know we bout to shine
And if the women fine we gon' party all night
We
you're gone
I'm still in pain that you're gone
Friday April 30th, I'm on the Staten Island Ferry
New Gojira in the headphones & the album title's heavy
it out, broski it's too late
Just like this album on the way he got a date
Blood on the scene it look like red wine
We had to rock that boy to sleep
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
Through the great hall, laughter echoed tales of slaughter, tales of gore
Spilt the wine like we spilt the blood Countless men we have sent to die
Good life, good days, good nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life
Be loyal, faithful, grateful, graceful
Most
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that I'm gettin' mines
in eighty-nine, because I'm
not playin', understand what I'm sayin'
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that
full album de ato me bed so
This be luv yentie obiaa bome Daddy Lumba
Screenshoot a sende wo wo picture da me phone so
See my baby girl you fire me
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
and buys guns
And they practice that shooting like free thro
Cuz I saw Through the window like peepholes
All their weapons they had was illegal
And like
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
turn that bitch to a sewer rat
April O'Neill will be a shell of herself after I shred her! (Turtles!)
I'm a street fighter
Tell your boyfriend "come
through the park
Shadow boxing in the dark
Then you came and caused a spark
That's a four-alarm fire, now
I never made love by lantern shine
I never
through hell
Stand like the soldiers who we tribute, every year April 25
Today we are the fallen, tomorrow we will soar
The next day or the next one, we
all live in a Jar sim
That was made by him
And his four limbs
[Chorus]
Beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten
Oh yeah, did I mention,
to ramble through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and lit a spark
Burnin' desire
House on fire
I never made love by lantern-shine
I
to ramble through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and lit a spark
Burnin' desire
House on fire
I never made love by lantern-shine
I
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