Lyrics:
screams my soul,
Live!
Live! screams my soul,
Live!
Live! screams my soul,
Live!
Walls of bars around, a prison they seem,
Time rushes by, yet paused in
black
Now take it back, you attack
Just prepare your boots for an adventure
It's in the bag!
They make the gravest of mistakes
Doomed by the eyes
So, it has come to this
Yes, it has come to this
Heaven will have it's way
Trust me: this holy temple
Remains not for thee
Hear me, Johanna, be
Of the battle line
Stop doing that
Don't try to lie to me
The way you lie to yourself
Stop doing that
Don't say that things you do
Shouldn't matter
by the ears
I swear, this shit is so much bigger than I had figured
But if it wasn't meant to be this wouldn't be my career
It's like, people only
He emerges from disarray
Unwanted by himself
Slowly reaches the place
Implementing a previously prepared plan
Using my hand
Achieves the goal
Made our choice, trial by fire
To battle is the only way we feel alive
Fell apart
But got back up again
And then I fell apart
But got back up
the mic tight strike like a rattle bring
Rhymes and nines to the motherfucking battle
So sun down to sun up run up with my gun up
All brakes get
To the arrows that fly by day
But because You go before
No harm can come my way
With an angel army
Fighting by my side
Charging with pure light
I see the demons
at the props y'all
So proud I'm sure, suck my encore's
Swinging a bolo, your flow goes solo
I'll smoke ya
It's time to yoke the joker
The only way you
freezing nights, to blazing suns
With the blood on our hands, Medjay
By the power of Ra, striking my sword
Don’t you stand in my way
In our mission
like a runaway tank, a hip-hop rebel
And if you wanna battle, you best bring a shovel
My man, so you can dig your grave
Cause there's no way that you
for a battle royale
Anything to save a friend, there's no doubt
A Basaltic Fist formed to knock you out
I thirst to win and I'll end the drought
You
there's time for me and there's time for thee
Desire, rise, my friend
Dance with me all the way
Then descend
I wake up in the trench
And what
Christ had come to be
Gingerbread cake, icing royale
The scent of cinnamon from warm and mulled wine
A sparkling tree, our family
Christmas is here, yet
and not tomorrow
Let's cut into the flesh of our own
Just to see what we're made of
Watching the train go by
As I throw you a kiss on my way down
RAIN OF FIRE
Don't turn your way back
The war is just begin
They are ready
And waiting my command
Fire!
Bring down the house
Like thunder we
crafted
I'm another deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's that
To be Christ-like is the way that you go
And my brothers and sisters in one accord
Yo, we're the sheep, and the Shepherd's the Lord
So whether black
that I crafted
Open up a deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Samsnee, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
this the end or where it all begins,
Consumed by emptiness
The Battle, Is here
Im drowning in my fears
The darkness settles in, trapped inside this hell
prison-stay,
Dancing girls and sharpened swords were heading your way.
You declared his by oiling the saddle,
And anointing our great king before he went
me you got to realize
You know it's coming by surprise
Telling me this is the way we got to live our lives
Telling me I got to open up my eyes
Even
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