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no fight they runnin from the light
Come and fight feel the might of right
It'll be aight come and stand by my side in truth
Free humanities guerilla

Uh, it's that knock right here
Uh, y'all in that mood yet?
You need a subwoof' to play this in the car by the way
Let's go
I'm a be quiet, let

been smarter
Push through the pain
Let it fuel me like energy
It's demon time I feel bad for my enemies huh
I'm going I'm going cant stop
Give me 3

Like Me

Erick Sermon

Chilltown, New York

2004

does my thing
Agua, I flow like Poland Spring
Not from Maine, I'm from New York, mayne
I'm the bandit, in the black Maybach in transit

300 pound

on the blindspots
Shoot when my hands tied, No truce when shots fired
No clues to the crime spot, right time, wrong spot
Crew in the right spot, move when the lights

and this phantoms a menace
And all these records I'm bending
I might as well be in the Guinness
Or in a boat wavy in Venice
The only one minding my business

Story of Jonathon (Prologue to the Crimson Idol) [Bonus Track]

W.A.S.P.

The Crimson Idol

1992

the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring

Bleach

Charly Bliss

Young Enough

2019

sister's face

Plants and people wanna grow
They lean into the sun 
And press against my window in the way
Sick with worry, plagued by fear
It took so

Too Much Time on My Hands

Styx

Greatest Hits

1995

I'm not in jail
 
Is it any wonder I've got too much time on my hands
It's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands
It's hard

by my side, soldiers in the trench
God my shepherd, walk through the stench
Foes tryna stop me, line up on the bench
Hardship fuel the flame, raise me

I'm gonna poke the pitch-black sky
I'm gonna leave this normal life
I'm gonna moonwalk the fire
Till the world's on my shoulder

In between two worlds

the red
Wash us in the red
Holy Spirit inside us
Guide us to righteousness
So I repent
Come cleanse my sins
My medicine is heaven sent
My blessings is
This

strengthened my core
You took these open wounds and put them salt in them
You make me feel strong again
(Incoming!)
He ripped the cord and brought the knaves

Rears its ugly hemorrhage
Siamese telepathy
Surgical recalcitrance
Osiris eyelids
Bifurcate the hypothalamus
Severed hands clutching
Stolen rosaries

Ni--a get your hands out my pocket 

I gotta gun in my hand and I'm feeling like the muthf--cking man yeah 
I gotta gun in my hand and I'm feeling

Dragged up from beneath the ground
Of rage and cruelty so profound
Used to fuel our sickly machines
Funeral marching in our dreams

Dragged up from

Who's up next to get flexed?
You shouldn't test
Spreading them rumors
Adding fuel to my jets
Gas in my fire
Food that I use for my strength
I'll feud with

Tunnel Vision

Upchurch

King of Dixie

2017

people
Pulling up to cribs with my ragged clothes
Big chandeliers and a Range Rover
Putting drop-cloths down on my hands and knees 
On some snobby

You've got it made
Yeah, you're sitting in the corner, it wreaks of comic karma, but
It's just a game
You got one hand on the controlla, the others

took their hands
And they put 'em in my face, with a level of disgrace
I had to make 'em know my place
So I hit 'em in the face until their blood

Pudge, it's a simple phrase
But it's a title with a lot of weight
My little darling in a hand-built world
An inspiration to a lonely girl
You will never

The-S-S-summon, the summon up of the Damned
I feel like I'm in a fight for my life, quick-fast, take a swipe and a slice of the knife
I feel like I'm in a fight for

right good gracious
I kept right foot on the gas my left on they neck my words on action
Who got that fuel in tank they ain't diggin' this deep to get

partner in crime
My partner in crime
Every night I think of you
Go to sleep just to hold you
Want you to be by my side
The one that drowns all my cries
My