Lyrics:
Tut
The Sword is golden, unfoldin a fly cut
Never sweatin small competition at all, y'all
Let em get souped up, I set up a downfall
Yo chief, I get
art of war deaded your area
My mugshot praised in jail cells and drug spots
My razor touched faces and cut rocks
Corrupt cop cases had me on semi
Braid your sins into its mane
And kick it to the county line
Shake your chains cold and loose
There's nothing safe in your stars
In and out of sleep
shining, I was fading, you were broken, I was breaking
You walk a fine line between being blind and closing your eyes
It's all good, it's okay.. until you
Shorts, t-shirts on caps, and we gone drink
Till my people collapse, so line em up
To the end of the bar, I ain't playing slick
Here go a couple of dollars
to the end of a line
Not a desire inside of you
Goddamn this feeling, this love is growing more
Got to reject it, can't neglect it
An unforgiving touch that
The dagger gather, you're all invited
Mouth of the black hole, Poseidon could dive in
An' die from the diamond cut, raisin' it up
As if we're not amazin'
You're trying to remember why you cut all your hair.
Were you trying to be someone you weren't?
You don't hang around the old haunts anymore, no,
We're the last in the line
Of the prey that walks the earth
Good and evil combined
I am the god in my own history
The master of the game
I may
About seven or make that eight o'clock tonight
Make up your mind, let's wine and dine
Get with me or back up off my line
Cause I can't wait for you
done to ourselves?
Black spine northern line feeds on money and time
You cut your soul to fit battle scars from all night bars
Never thought that I would
feelings have turned to die
For our love
We smile so happily
We kill so desperatly for our love
This was a mighty trap
But don't cut your wrist this
The streets of New York
A maze made of iron and stone.
A labyrinth complete,
With edges that cut through the bone.
They come by the millions,
not dreaming in a voice grown dry 'n' hollow
I stand on endless naked lines of the following and the followed
The Next! Next!
One day I'll cut my
Breathing an air of disgust
Cut from the cloth of disgrace
Watching this misery dance
Along the lines in my face
Say a prayer for me
But I won't be
will
Waking up sudden from a nightmare - you were walking the line in pain
With a shaven head to the slaughterhouse and you never came back again
and dad
I don't want to quantize everything
I wanna make a computer that gives me pleasure
I wanna cut you and I wanna paste me
I wanna kick and scream
clanging in the street?
Suddenly I do
They're always popping their cork
I hate that line
The cops, the cabbies, the salesgirls up at Saks
You
these hoes, not the O-line
Lock and left his ass up like a dumbell
Last nigga tried the same thing, it ain't go well
I just touched down in LA, I feel
line up just to see me
Never gonna come down
Never gonna break down
Never gonna come down
Never gonna break down
Most people been to hell
cross the final line
I've been there before
I can't take it no more
That's why I'm like a loaded gun
I'm a man with a mission
Like a loaded gun
bone, that give shots to the head
I see a fine looking dime, and she rocking some red
Spit a line and she mine, while she drop in my bed
It's
and artistically
The whole album has a refined melodic sensibility that really makes it a cut above the rest
Hey Paul
(You've reached the offices of Mitchel,
with guns let you know man
Me and Nat is hotter than some propane
Blow ya' fuckin brains into lo mein
Cut you up like cocaine and draw
A line in the sand
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