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they say about it now
I guess it's It's got good bones
Give it a little love
Now it's written in stone
Did a few good deeds
Still room for more growth

tying ropes behind my back to choke me by the throat
Cause I got a show at last
Went to throw my hat
And though that lasso toss seemed narrow
We pulled

my last trip
Roll up my emotions damn this past hit
Trying not to live in the past tense But I had to pass it on a couple of waves
Months hours took

and their digging a ditch
For the sunburnt the weary, the ones who won't last
In this cyclone of flesh with this cathartic mix

When the broken limbs are

Betty Page

Bile

Sex Reflex

2003

the love you hold, she does it hot but oh so cold. Puss-bone white, 
super tight, she's triple-X by candlelight. WEEDA- WEEDA- WADDA- HOODA- HOODA- HA,

the bones
We eatin' game year round at home
Prime cut was hunted or raised by our own
We got bobcats, bear, and deer running
The trees tell me secrets

digging deep inside their guts

I ache all over i can’t get clean
My bones start to bend inside of me
But God forbid I question what
He asks me to do
I just

White Bones

Bathory

Destroyer of Worlds

2001

Community of misfits surrogate family
Drugs and mind games at St. Griffith Park Observatory

He had made his choice, Patricia was the one
He took her by

Blind

The Getaway People

The Getaway People

1998

of thinking
Can you walk on by without your cold eyes blinkin'?

Blind for the past, we're goin' too fast, never meant to last
Live for the present, won't

Issawn

Tonedeff

Archetype [CD & DVD]

2005

thugs/
Flap Gums, Tap their Mug, Catch slugs? Bad luck/
Clap guns? I've had enough, Stack ones? Pass the buck/
Amped, Son? Examine the last punk who's

changed to my madness
I seen how your brain maimed by my axes
But you a fascistand y'all thugs
You as genuine as a mother-in law's hug
We the veterans

some simple fracture
A clean break that doesn't show
Do I even know what I am after?
Or is it all bred in the bone?

Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that

to bare and blackened bones
Make ready ten billion beds in hell
For we’re all coming soon

And in this noise, the dreadful silence of tongues
Tied by words

They clean up after me
Laughed, this nigga wifed my
Favorite bitch, bro, give her back to me
Sad to see these niggas sippin' green
They do it happily

Slice your jaw bone
Giving every face replacements
Clean decapitation
Welcome to my fucking station
Torture chamber located
Underneath my fucking basement

I ain't talkin' bout when she dance on
Play with my name, you gon' die by the tone
You don't wanna end up like the last one
Juicy lips, red bone

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

for his dream
That boy last to get the green, that boy too fast on the scene
That boy be moving, that boy in the groove, that boy gon' bust a move

dipped in bleach
Next street to clean
So bite at the hands that feed
We let our hands speak

Today we turn the tables
Flesh cut by the pound
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