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Cross, couldn't help ya dead balls, cut his head off Brutal, sadistic, the only way I'll be remembered after I'm dismembered And my balls decay, a rap
Stand up, looking pretty Another face on the production line Shot down, such a pity You make a living serving cherry wine I can see that we've
Day by day you serve your time Mask your face get back in the line Suffer the debt pockets down to the thread So hopeless can't even pay
You'll still be on my mind If I die before I wake, You'd still see through the lines Sing for me one more song Pray for me one more time I can feel You
Try not to want something else Step back and fall in line Look at yourself Satellite Getting a taste of what you've got Grabbing your second
on the phone past midnight All your selfish lies Even your smile. Little arsenic in your tea Makes a swinger out of me Now is that mean? Cut right
Try, seeker, try To find this path of mine I weave a simple line Take care to watch my flight Place your fingers here to guide me Guide me
is full My alter ego?s on production providing the fuel My school of thought is elementary bringin it back to basics Lacing the cuts like surgeons
never came for me, Hidden cuts are a mystery, spinnin' from within, and You don't care for anything Bleached white seconds after midnight paranoia
life I knew the lines would come in the form of a ribbon you'd wear when you cut me off and I should have known which way to run to without using my ears
the heat Ya' line straight like ya' life support fuckin' with me 'cause when it comes to showdowns you know now ya' teams garbage Man I'm heartless run
So set to reach the goal line but failed attempts have zero points. That's a makeshift confutation. The red carpets is in the limelight, wait
and get high as fuck Schatz got me upchuckin in a cut buzzin Might spit about the same shit, but then again Who the fuck doesn't?!?! When writers fed,
weed I cut up guys like butterfly knives Should of died last, rhyme-wise I'm Jesus times fives Quick to finalize my plans for your demise Analyze
Dallas the place we thugging with grace You better set your pace or you will lose this race I'ma cut to the chase I'ma give you a taste You get out of line
hang ourselves, if the world would just cut us the slack And now you think maybe you should see a shrink Help you feel alive again - yeah, that?s a plan
Follow me home I need a change From these blurred lines and all the words I know I need you back - I need your arms around me please so I
the line Corny but cold in this empty sack of mine 2x My friends ain't seen you, said I should let it be But yo girl you'll probably be the death of me
Driving on home to my upper-class place Leaving the fake, wasted space Looking forward to a night of bliss Lift my hand and feel the kiss Cut
out of our hands Adrenalines pumpin And though our cards tell us fold We know we can bluffem We got too much on the line here To lay down and not
eyes closed and his mouth shut and his ears cut off" -Equipto Ya man I see you laughin and everything You better catch your breath or something You know
left too late cut it mighty fine Texas seemed the safest place to be. Hey Ho Yippeeiayay He shot up . . . Kansas City with a friend of mine It
a friend of mine We loved for a dollar and we drank for a dime Now I'm headin' down to Santa Fe Kansas City with a friend of mine We left too late cut it
Hell awaits this livid sky Put back the pieces right In line this time Tormenting, failing, undertake Nasty cuts, this bleed won't heal Elements
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