Lyrics:
mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent
Failure find me
To hang me up now
By my neck cause I'm a fate worse than death
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I'd
Cyanide up in the sky
Cyanide dropped to ignite
The fight of thousands in the street
Commanded by the dumbest king
Did a tí hear the bursting lights?
of metal, hard and fast
"New Millennium Cyanide Christ" to last
A test of skill, a true delight
To hear this tune by Coltrane's might
He played with speed
Okay, it's 11pm, I hope they play this song when I am deceased
She ate the meat off my limbs, down by the count now, 1, 2, 3
Read her like a book but
Run like Hell, in Hell
The deadly race begins
Cyanide, suicide
No prayers or foolish whims
Tonight we'll fight
With glory in our veins
Can't
ever stop
Scott LaRock heard a dope story
About him from the Blastmasta
Out west RIB mac Dre & The Jacka
When we die it plants new seeds
For new Big Bank
Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My
Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My
you do it mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
Stworzeni by wygrywać
Cały czas musimy zdobywać świat
Stworzeni by nagrywać rap
Stworzeni by wygrywać
Cały czas musimy zdobywać świat
Stworzeni by nagrywać
to takie piękne
Tak wnieść się w bezkres
Serce pełne nadziei, głowa obaw Jacka
Zobacz, moje życie na Ziemi całe to awiacja
A bilety na ten lot
To ktoś
Conversations with myself, I’m acting kinda strange
Got 2 demons on my shoulders tryna get me to break
Sipping cyanide so I can get a quicker escape
Feels like
you out of me like cyanide
It's more like denial than that our love is blind
A hundred times I prove it's true and walk a thousand miles
But isolation
Yeah, look me in my eyes, who am I?
Another Suicide, I'm sippin' cyanide
I'll try to take my life another time
You left behind, my daddy couldn't say
you're fading from the naked eye
summers leaving me cold
a failed attempt at nothing
your silence is always poison
forced in by your dreams
your
I'm a long way from home
And I miss you just a little
But you're cyanide, leave me alone
How many times I got to tell you
I'm walking my own path
how I feel when you're around
This the new world better speak up or get muted by the sound
Smoking cyanide my cup is muddy but it isn't brown
He mean
a drive-by
Cyanide pride written right up on the side
We're the mustaches and the cool sunglasses
That the Beatles started wearing when they started doing acid
Kneepads
I got hit by a truck
Kneepads
Just a stroke of good luck
I don't know the name
I don't know the name
Of the driver in the backseat
I don't
of you and we would become one
We must stay contained
In shadows cast by those minds ablaze
Let go of my hand
When darkness veils the embers we will meet
sleep cycle cyanide
Though these lyrics won't mean shit
It sure as hell fills the silence
Of missing you right here by my side
And it's a long way back
of freedom
Imprisoned by the curtains of cyanide
No justice, no sense of respect
Prejudice and pride
In symphony with the destruction
No moral
mind you in rewind
Let's share this sip of Cyanide
Sayonara sigh goodbye bye
Said you'd be right by my side
Supposed to be my ride or die
Supposed
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