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Open my eyes but I'm still blind
I'm trying to find how I'll be fine
Feeling haunted by the shadows of the night 

Yeah 
I try to imagine what it

of the time, cause I see the sign
So I re-align with an open mind
Adamant and circumvent
I get by every night and day
Get by with my comfort way
An Open

I don't care what you say
I'm in love with you
You try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
They cut me open almost every single day
Tryna

and burn
For what you put me through

Open my eyes
To a vicious cycle where
Deception is waiting
Your noose of lies
Around my throat
Is this the end?

Master by design bitch I'm the worlds finest
Hottest on the mike y'all sleep I be the livest
I could put you on game better listen when I'm spitting

mouths open
Tryin to come up offa me
You in the clouds hoping
Smokin dope it's like a sherm high
Brothers think they learned to fly
But they burn little

since 11 cut my teeth and I was cuttin' all these classes
I just wanna give em classics
You can’t beat me I got technical tactics
All these haters

your girl went down an sucked ma dick
Done things that you can't dream
Ain't got the balls, me I went full steam
Picadilly picked up, came by train
Ain't

my worst nightmare
Fueled by Coke and whiskey
I act like I don't care

You've stained my life
Cut me open with a knife
You left me to die
But

Tell the truth quit stalling me

Need the proof cut em off easy

Long as I got you we can get lost

Make it right when it go wrong

If we can’t see

Fantastic 4

Big Punisher

The Professional

1998

trouble
Oh, you realer now?
I'm the kind to cut a peace of soap, put it on the imbecile
Crack the hen rock style, give me the foul
Girls grope then I smile

the sickness
Get up
Come on get down with the sickness

Get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate and let it flow into me

Get up
Come on get

Angry White Boy Polka: Last Resort/Chop Suey/Get Free/Hate to Say ...

Weird Al Yankovic

Poodle Hat

2003

the sickness
Get up
Come on get down with the sickness

Get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate and let it flow into me

Get up
Come on get

Freestyle

Stat Quo

Da Bottom

can tell when I open my mouth
I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, than the Boss
Open your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys
I'm joining

open
Cuz you're not here with me
Moving on
Moving on
Moving on
Is there a way to
Undo the past
If we could baby
We'd be built to last
The days go by
I'm

Dead[00:16.20]Floating high so I can't feel inside my head[00:19.85]I got racks up to the sky, I don't need[00:22.62]Friends[00:23.45]Open my eyes

the snake slide
Slowly in my open mind 
Until it’s nipping at my heels 




Jaws fall open
To swallow me astray 

Oh….
The serpent learned my ways

in the air, guilty by Gucci
(You smell me?) C' loan money to a bank, but still didn't freeze
(Not stopping) Sat In a room with DTs, picture it, we

wish that I was open because it's tearing me apart
And now I'm out here with a broken heart

Oh, feeling so bad
You could've had a man handle all that

I'm gonna see you soon, we'll talk through it then

Fuck leaving a note, this is an open letter
So when we meet again they'll understand me that much

)
Run it back and tell the Dj cut the lights please
(Ooh I think she like me)
I beat it down and now her nigga wanna fight me
(Ooh) she do
(Ooh) she do

them from my problems

And I don't wanna cut them off
But I can't get too comfortable
Afraid that if I open up
They'll leave me out, and stop their calls

Tasty cold limbs
I prefer my meat fresh


And i will rip your eyes
Piercing them with a butcher knife
 
Then cut them pieces by pieces
And feed them

your cracks ripped open by me. Are you
the judge of holiness. Am I the bleach on your parade.
Who declared you as a saint. You've slit the throat of my