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'bout stabbin' hearts uh
But you just carvin' the ice yuh
I was just tryna know, what do you think I am doing
You did me wrong time to go
Carvin' the ice

my people
Carvin' up the lane
All the way to His Kingdom

Jerkin' jerkin' on the beat
Carvin up the wave
And I'm gon surf my life away
Jerkin' jerkin'

*While you studied music, I studied the blade*
Yeah
That's right
Sharpenin' carvin' and chiselin'
Hardened and lost all my innocence
Grown up I know

I know this life can be hellish b
That's why I stay creatin' hella beats
Some of these fools don't know what my message be
I'm just carvin' my craft

making a, carvin a lane
Target obtained, hard in the paint, are who you are who you ain't
Right now
Making a lane, making a way, making a, carvin a lane

getchie, getchie, yeah, yeah, yeah yo
Carvin' up the game, Michelangelo
Give me top, Robocop, autoho
Know, she always doin' what I tell her
Getchie, getchie,

Sugar

Don Philip

Don Philip

2000

can't waste it
Girl let me take another piece of your love
I wake up at night in a cold,cold sweat
And I'm carvin' it girl 'cause I just want to get

I'm a Winans Too

Winans Phase 2

We Got Next

1999

Carvin, son of Carvin
Twin brother of uncle Marvin
I'm saved and tall and dark skin
Taking heed to words from the wise

Chumping humble pies and never

of the jargon
Pariah Marvin Martian gotcha carvin' outcha noggin'
Bars gotcha noxious from parsin' out the parchement
Goddamn ma'fucka guess who got it started

starrin' in it
I'm alarmin' the crits that are carvin the pits
You may fall in your own but I'm gambolin' it
I'm startin' a fit so that the garbage just

fish up all of your ponds,
I'll curse these crooked highways
Carvin' up the land we love.
Well the open range runs through my veins,
If I can't find

Bank Accounts

Sarah Slean

Sarah Slean

2001

a day
Is this the game I'm supposed to know
How to play?

I had a dram that I
Was carvin' up the inside track
What a disease when I
Put my faith in

carvin somebody else's head
When my meat cleaver chops heads fall to the floor
Fuck buying pumpkins at the grocery store
Yeah, yeah alright you done flexed

Pumpkin Cover

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4

2005

Twiztid, ICP, and the Kottonmouth Kings
Pumpkins are for bitches; I like my shit instead
'cause every devil's night we carvin somebody else's head
When my

22 times a day
I think about swingin from a tree
And carvin my name in the trunk
And nobody give a fuck
They just watchin me hang
Everybody think

Pregnant

Cold War Kids

Robbers & Cowards

2006

Slither to sea, speakin' in tongues
Deft as a surgeon's knife, carvin' through bone

Pregnant with doubt, you figured out
Tricks of the trade

I've made up my mind

I'm leavin' this town

I'm leavin' this town

You won't find me look around

After twenty years of carvin'

My name in the wet

and the Kottonmouth Kings
Pumpkins are for bitches; I like my shit instead
Cuz every devil's night we carvin somebody else's head
When my meat cleaver chops heads fall

In the World

Akinyele

Put It in Your Mouth

1996

a silver knife made of sterl{?}
Carvin my heart sharp to stay on point in this world

[Chorus: Akinyele]
Say in the world (in the world)
Say in the whole

night we carvin somebody else's head.

When my meat cleaver chops,
Heads fall to the floor.
Fuck buying pumpkins at the grocery store!

Yeah, yeah,

  3 IN THE MORNING
                                                   
Written by: Kelly Ann Carvin (BMI), 
Troy Thomas Walls (BMI)
Publishing:

Survival of the trillest, social barwinism
Rock the fakie in a bowl, I've been carvin in em
Off the lahey, old ways, man I'm partin with em
I hate 12

of feet
I secrete in the backseat (I'm cumming!) (That's fucking disgusting)
On the porch, carvin' a dick into my pumpkin
Gangstas jackin' the porsche

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oh, carvin my love in the gravestone
so many pep talkin in song
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죽어도 not dead in
not dead in
not dead in yours