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Writhe in Putressence

Cattle Decapitation

To Serve Man

2002

and eyes
A complete peristalsis of the systems
Mucosal throbbing of every pleura

Venous, serous, menstrual-basted in pus
In blood and pus, we writhe

the venous drip of malice
Feeble minds are manipulated by dark cunning
In the name of religion men do the Devil's bidding

Your faithful are so eager

site affects how things can bind at another 
Hemoglobin is why our blood red is in colour
Four heme groups that use iron as a cofactor 
 1.5% of O2 is

circulation

[Verse 3]
Blood flows through tissues
cnd is deoxygenated
Then it enters venous circulation
This leads it to back towards the heart
cnd the sinus

Blood type results facilitate father detachments from baby mother trends
Nick selectively deaf he only speak in Maya K'chi
Cannon paralyzed poetry after

squat they got mad blood lust
And you know we ain't inside
Try to catch me lacking little boy you must be out your mind
I don't like to love but we can do

His love
Covered by His blood
Loyalty and trust
Push come to shove
Changed by His love

Gas light
Gas light
Bout to blow up
Better ask twice
Bout to go

GA-GA-GA-GA-GA-GODS
GA-GA-GA-GA-GA-GODS

(’ey) This is what you came for
Blood on the game ball
Everybody dropping like rainfall
(‘uh’) This is your

gas
(We could have the Summer of Love)

You murdered them kids, Jenny, that blood’s on you
You know CHOP was a setup by your boys in the blue
Terror

Blow smoke step the gas[00:17.31]Shifting gears I'm speeding fast[00:19.26]Fast cops quickly spaz[00:21.18]Smoke that ganja let it pass[00:23.09]Blow

B.S.B. Blood Sweat & Beers
B.S.B. Blood Sweat & Beers
B.S.B. Blood Sweat & Beers
B.S.B. Blood Sweat & Beers

Got that bottle
Got that model
Hit that

No we won't let off the gas
Let off the gas
No we won't let off the gas
Let off the gas
No we won't let off the gas
Haters in the back tryna get

Whatever happened to the young, young lovers?
One got shot and the other got lost in
Drugs and punks and blood on the street
Blood, blood on her

Candy paint on the homie car is blood red
Music loud your only hard surrounded by a crowd
When i slide by your squad solo you shut your mouth

I got gas

got a gun 
You better run
My daddy's got a gun 
My daddy's got a gun 
My daddy's got a gun 
Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga

Verse 2-

It started with

daisies and violets
I got blood leakin from my eyelids
Visions of the bloody shit that I did
Can't let them niggas gas me up
I'm charged up on they asses

anda mein ga kingston boy hem a ghetto father wioubhè ga hino lama dja.

Gard debout 
burn them bolé 
si blood boy no fedhioudeh ya 
wadhou garde-boue

they campaign during elections with so much money
We so blessed we got almost all the resources
We got diamonds we got oil gas Cocoa coffee
Y3wo gold

In the kitchen and it’s Taysty

Steady pimpin’…
Pumpin’ on that gas
Spittin’ da facts
MASS ‘n Caskey
Speedin’ fast
Steady pimpin…
Pumpin’ on that gas

Whatever happened to the young, young lovers?
One got shot and the other got lost in
Drugs and punks and blood on the street
Blood, blood on her

my temple 
Forget say I’m looking gentle
And when you’re winning they go call you Oga, ga , ga, ga, ga
Wholipa them wanna run you back, back,back,

, guns and revolutions (City with blood, guns and revolutions)
Bullets in the air now
Tear-gas in your hearts
You see, the cush of your youth was blood

Suffocate
By toxic gas
All life inhaled
Desecrate
Violate
We light our
Only world ablaze
Black blood clots on the face of her sons
Black blood rots once again

It's time to get paid, time to get it in
Call you when it come in, time to get it in
Once you in, ain't no gettin' out, blood in
Clean in, gas in,