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sell souls to the blind 
Lost in the spiral of the mind
Like an addict can
Be mesmerized 
In the rhythm of a tragic dance -
I guess I never had a chance

The cruelest thought cruising down your boulevard I see you and all your squad 
Do you really care at all?
My heart is lost but yet my soul through all the pain

shining too

When I rap I start with I first 
You don’t wanna war with man if you war with man just know your gonna die f lol irst 
Iv schemed on yards

Sometimes life can knock you off your feet
Even the strong one sometimes get weak 
To keep it moving 
Sometimes you gotta dig deep
I got to many

I started from the bottom in fact below zero 
Surrounded by poverty, war and tyrants like Nero 
Mourning the death of yet another war hero 
Some real

I gave you my heart but your loving was rented
You say it ain’t true- I never pretended
Now look at my soul, the windows are tinted
Heart was a home-

on them soul things now
Forgivin' all your old ways
But it's harder on the cold days
Cold days
Never been a product of a flawless environment
Never acted

I gave you my heart but your loving was rented
You say it ain’t true- I never pretended
Now look at my soul, the windows are tinted
Heart was a home-

hollow but the point is that you feel them
Your soul be having low stock but them goon gonna try and steal them
I be in my city move around move around
Got

I'm moving down to a resting place
Where I'm gonna start my new race
I'm getting closer to you
Closer to you

My soul can be found at the bottom

Never jaded by the coochie, anti gemstone
Negro classic like a vintage muscle two-tone
Laundry after 8 p.m what I grew up on
No cash on camera,

Mad Scientist

MC Ren

Da Villain in Black

1996

soul, shaking niggaz up
from the bottom of the north pole. In my double S four
fifty four with my size ten still towe showe to the floor.
It's simple,

old dude, hodge podge
Hot porridge in the soles of my feet
Shout out to Soulo, 47 killing souls for free
Empty-handed Moss and the kids pissing on my

Or you can be baptized 
When you hit rock bottom 
You can cry or climb 
Crutch or a crown only you decide 
Victim or survivor

Be born by the battle

scare souls setting off the sniffer dogs
Messin up the x-ray detection I move unseen
Untouchable spectre still I feel unclean
Shanty towns fly by like

grow so the spot was untold
Soul unsold can't speak for the foes, bottom line was the highest they rose
We took the bar to grandma's spot it's sitting

Confessing a Feeling

Mr. Capone-E

Dedicated 2 the Oldies, Pt. 2

2007

Verse 1

Baby Baby
Yes I love you baby
With all my heart and soul
And forever ill be yours
This love I have for you
Baby its real
Shows how much I

Sarajevo

Dia Frampton

All You Can Do

2014

vain
Tie that chain round my waist
And pull me from the bottom of the pit of hell up to your final resting place

Sarajevo, Sarajevo
You're the altar

Deny the Holy Book of Lies

Enthroned

Regie Sathanas: A Tribute to Cernunnos

Oooh Satan's servant!!!
I grave my soul
I adjured the blood, that flows in my veins...

And shall continue to an immortal life
life in your name,

Aye
Take the horse to the river, you can't make it drip
I see the fake in your eyes, you can't make a dream
Mind's deep, ahead of time by far

It's where many souls still dwell
Remnants of the last great scene
I met a man there on the corner
Picking flowers by the roadside
Said he was

if you're not alive, you won't see a change

Lately, my vices are stronger than your advice is
In these bottles, trying to find what the meaning

a nigga's struggle (Uh)
Them boys forget where they from
When they dwell rich (But)
But tell your devil that my
Soul ain't for sale, bitch
(Boy)

The smallest

role model
Bitch I ain’t the right man
Matter of fact I'm a pretty big mess
Holding on to what little I got left
I put my sin through your speakers