Lyrics:
the car hit upped his whip
Told lil foenem dump that h*e
So he emptied out the clip
Can't get you l get your man
Opp hoe that pussy bap
So you know I hit
see the vision
A world where everyone's equal and I don't see division
A world where everyone loves you no matter your religion
Separated by oceans I'm
scared, there ain't no fear in you
Hop in the ride, f**k it, need you by my side thuggin'
I dare a n***a to touch you, I won't hesitate to up it
Treat you
Woah
Hi there
Well i go by the name of XRay-Zae
If you didnt know
One thing about me
But first
Its like
Hi.
Hi im Him,
Come say hi,
Come bring
chilling, and the dark comforts now
Drank sippin, liquid H in the dog pound
Brain splittin, cutting bodies down by the ounce
Pop a pill born to kill never
ability to camouflage is so clean
Working in uniform
Wasabi for lunch
8 hours flying by
It's home time
B-I-T-C-H
Not figuarally
But thoroughly
I keep
Skyline
Lyrics: B.Preston
Music: H.Harris, B.Webb, B.Preston, M.Honey, L.Specter
Sunday, October
Still sleepless, my soul bled
Tears fell. on fowers
CHILDREN OF THE SUN
TELL YOUR CHILDREN HOW TO LIVE
ALL THIS KILLING HAS NO NAME
THERE'S ONE DEVIL IN THIS GAME
H
EAR THE ECHOES FROM THE DARK
I WATCH
jab tu mujhe hasta dekhega
Tu rasta napega mera rasta badhega
Tera G*** bhi fatega when you see me win
Khair wo toh aaj bhi h same scene
Still,
Finito il mio turno prendevo l'auto di Ma,
3 h di sonno fra per incidere rime,
lavoro sulla voce tipo doppiatore D MAX ,
Insieme a ragazzi che ho
Don't play about that
I got robbed in the H-E-B parking lot
They pointed a gun at me, they told me
Give me your phone
I said, "No," so they took my
a chance
I'm not cuffing up
I'm popping 10's, they fuck me up
Kick it-Kick it with my skeezer, yuh
We spinnin by, you better duck
Bitch i'm sliding down in
Tried to feed all my dogs, no Triple H,
I need pedigree
33 degrees, my heart cold, really that's first degree
Ghetto bitch stole all my love, she
could get some exposure
Hoping that this tape just grows more and more as I get older
My boy H4lftime teaching me to become a better artist He like oliver
y'all come face to face with my heritage
M.A.F.I.A that's Cosa Nostra
I put the H.E.R.O in heroine
Superpower, shit, I drink coke with my pasta
Will
forgiveness
No No No
Seen it from the beginning
Aint no fool
Don't try to hypnotize
Im not that kind of Dude
Can tell by your eyes
I put you in the mood
Even
ABC’s Of Death
Written by G. Madden
A – Apocalypse
B – Bad
C – Cycle
D – Dogfight
E – Extreme
F – Fart
CHORUS
Oh, ABC’s of Death
C’mon now catch
they tell me wait
I just sit and count all the days here that go by
You can't say I didn't try
Here for the time of your life
Well everything has it
figure it out, little h-
You know, I choose you
Everyone running away
Nobody wanting to stay
Know, that I'm just in the way, yeah
And I need
Loving, 'cause
it's nada
My boy keep a stick no piñatas
I'm swinging on you (I'm swinging on you)
And I'll keep swinging on, Kody Blu 31
32, you divide that by deuce,
rapper to walk
The planet
Uh uh
Threw my blessing upwards
My H in is reverse
wheels hit the dirt
Verses cemented in this earth
A menace to society
I'm
missing (Yeah)
Came home smarter, copped that Charger, hit the backstreet, drifting
Take Henny down, no chaser, straight shots
No safe zone inside the H
Not
your soul
All you do is hurt yourself when they pack their shit and go
Your ugliness, outer beauty ain't gon cover that up
Can't make that up by
to Jesus
And we all talk to them because nobody down here needs us
I'm surrounded by the walking dead, I feel like Norman Reedus
I'm the only one who's
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