Lyrics:
And has a clever folding wire stock. (GUNS.) Those Germans really know how
To make a machine gun! (GUNS.)
Now THIS is a real gun.
Not one of those wimpy
jacked up, no cares
Got a tin of copenhagen, and a camo folding chair
Thought I'd never live it up, but oh well
I'm catching fire hotter than the man who
like a Spartan
I tell them all fuck off while folding my arms
In a B-Boy stance I steady laugh as they parcel
A garbled half-arsed debacle I marvel
retreat into advance"
What Roosevelt sketched out in his
Speech is the knife’s edge
That separates failure from success in
Life that edge is your attitude
When we apply the pressure
Whose gon run it back
They go rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
Can't read the bluff they just be folding, folding, folding
folding
Rolling - over - not an - option
Stomp 'em - with their - mouth on - the kerb
Torch 'em - til they're - feeling - the burn
Pocket - aces - never -
the folding chairs will stack up
Kids are folding fortune tellers so they can play M.A.S.H.
People say they know me but they don't know the half of
Close
Knife, knife, give me the knife
Cut open my head to see what's inside
Theme park where every ride's do or die
Trap door visible to the blind
Gauge
down the rides
Folding up all the tents
There's a full moon in the sky
Some were laughing some were cussing
As they worked
Saw one of them making
took me away
Everyone I love is killing me
Belittling me for free
Selling contemporaries of who they want me to be
Keeping me away
From loving death
brain
While you're still able to decline the pain
Get out of dodge root out the cause
Sever that shit with a knife
Get that autonomy get in the zone
Make
rendered another
Penwork /
To aim at contemporaries, call it their obituary /
(what's is his head), it's so twisted /
A misfit, it's a mismatch, he's so
time
I know this ain't right
It was my first time
I finally took someone else's life
[Madrox]
First time my knife touched skin
And the red blood
Blowing Rolling get my mind open
Bend the rules for I think of folding
Bitches on him cuz I mac the coldest
cin't nobody come to see you Otis
down low
In hindsight I probably shoulda been nice
But who the fuck cares when their holding the knife
And I take and I take and I never say thank you
through the night
Cause we don't want to be starting a fire
We're standing on the edge of a knife
Oh, oh, oh
Folding is easier than to raise the bet
But I
Folding up all the tents, there's a full moon in the sky
Some were laughing some were cussing as they worked
Saw one of them making love to a local girl
One step closer
Two steps behind
Twisting and bending
My perception
Love struck and stricken
Folding like a knife
To hide
The sharpest of pain away
Used to carry a knife, graduated to sticks
It's a eye for a eye bitch you get what you get
Bullets ain't got no name but they find where you live
Real
Yung gods back wit a vengeance
Built like a tank
He's always fucking bloody
Came up from trenches
Happened in the last pit
Folding from the slash
He came on stronger than most
With a hearty 'hello' and a series of boasts
Folding her hand into his, he said, "Darlin', I'll take you away"
"Ease
a contemporary slug
The kind that leave no trace, remorse
Go down with my shirt buttoned up
I don't lean on you, you lean on me, I'm skinny, call that Maybelline
wanna step to Cube and then they get played
'Cause they bitch-made pulling out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife-o
AK-47, assault
and then they get played
'Cause they bitch-made pulling out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife-o
AK-47, assault rifle
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