Lyrics:
world lies
Goodbye.. Better days ahead
Goodbye
Gone... Gone are the days
All these questions
No straight answers
Everybody's a high priced healer, hey
to curse the dark
In the eyes of the youth
There are question marks like freedom
Freedom for the mind and soul
We don't see them
See them for their worth
the dark
In the eyes of the youth
There are question marks
Like freedom freedom for the mind and soul
We don't see them
See them for their worth at all
should fix
And I’ll try’ n repair it with the tool kit
But ask the youth if I made my mark
Speaking from the bottom
My vocabulary is rotten but we’ll never
the mark or surely die
To buy or sell, must be affixed
The Antichrist, Six Six Six
Ushering in the End of Days
Destroying those who've lost their way
your bed all by yourself
Tossing flowers, the names engraved with pencil marks
A constant quirky conversation
Oh, should you change your name
a lark in the park
Who is making his mark serenading the dark
With a chorus of Sam's song
If you learn to croon the happy tune
They call it Sam's
front of me is me
I guess I met the mark
Steppin' with the weapon reckon he gon'
Try and pull my card
I don't give a fuck cos I know you
Don't know who
chants are brought forth by the winds of the north
The message of destruction from Satan and his court
The toll of damnations bell
Open the gates
of the infernal land
Pagan congregations gathering
All bearing the devil's mark
Riding out with blasphemous fury
Descend with unholy rage
Hunt for the priest
by the sun
你们都好像像沉默的羔羊
You all look like silent lambs
张开了锋利的牙齿把你们从皮肤给吃到了脑浆
Open my sharp teeth and eat your brain from your skin
奶奶她总是爱讲狼来了的故事
My
like
On your marks, get set, go
Im the nigga with the sick ass
Flow and the hot lines
Im on the corner like the stop signs
By the chinese store
Eyes low
art
Play it smart just shot the last
Drip 5th of Makers Mark
How an A and R
Now my art... and my repertoire
Message boy, I found a hunnid
Thousand in my
I don't know who I'm meant to be
I thought I had it all planned out by fifteen
But I guess it didn't work out
Still living in my home town, Im sick
to the slaughterhouse
Before it burns us all
The sound of the screams
Behind their walls
Flesh cut by the pound
Gasoline and toss a match, ash to ash, in the ground
Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave
Mother home, get a telegram
Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave
Mother home, get a telegram
i dont know who but it wasnt me
he wasnt all that u thought he'd be
an then broke ur heart, girl u should have let me know
coz u left the kind
to end all wars
And feet by feet
We pay the price of a mile here
Though men were falling, we see heroes rise
We face the heat
As we are fighting until
a drop)
It's a drop (it's a drop)
In the bucket
When you say I'm beautiful and I say you're a star
Sharing all the who and what we are
It's a drop (it's
time they equal, they depart
I take that straight to my heart
Contemplated thinking everyone's the same
But, in the end it only changes who you are
jump I make flights
And I'm winning & winning I got Christ it's by His might
6 foot 7 foot bruh nastand tall
He who started this in me ni mfaithful
this world all on my own
I been living my life like I'm on ropes
And I don't know who to give my trust to, but I know the truth and it makes me choose
Back in the days of old times, on the Eastside
Where the G's who ride, and here the rest play
You got to have you a phat knot
Or you would have not
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