Lyrics:
""Lead: Carroll Encircled cut off from reinforcement at all costs you must hold the line Living among the slain with the knowledge You could join
their fault
For they did not hold the line
Yes it is all our fault
For we did not hold the line
And broke against each other
Their families for freedom
See how they run
There's none for me
I, stand with you
Stare at the sun
We take them in
And, we turn the screw
Never,
Never
Blood on their
fill coffins, no nursing or surgeons
Is needed, bloods depleated, your body deleted
Like unsaved wav files, no way to retrive it
Best believe it,
own
The sky is on fire
Smoke
Now wait in line
Forever
The blooming trees
It’s our spring
The flowers come
Red, purple, red blood, purple, red star
Every
Under your command
All the lines are blurred
And in your defense
The balance is unheard
Speak your mind
Eat a can of worms
Don’t question time
I'm bombing the set
Bottom line, you got a problem with Deck, I'm like the police gun, son
A nigga name pop in the 'jects
Hate in your blood, green
Can you stay a little while, can you drink this cheap bottle of wine...
Got a love song, a broken lines, yeah yeah yeah
Put the rose on your hair
apart
Line by line
Lick your lips we got a lead story
So much to say blood, lust, and glory
Souvenir screams
Don’t make a sound don’t make a sound
Victory is mine-Because of Your Blood
Victory is mine-All because of Your Love
Victory is mine-Because of Your Blood
Victory is mine-All because
It snowed on the days that we were born
and It will snow again
blood thicker than ink
flowing free at the tip of my pen
and the lines we draw are
Heavy Oak made with Old time hands
Hide scrapes the dust like sand
Like getting tossed in the salt and the blood
From some Old Briny Place
Ghosts
It's a perk
Jamla Squad written on my shirt
I got a lane but all the lines around me dotted I can merge
I can do what you can but you can't do
line
I can´t stop
The fire
I can´t stop
The demon inside your mind
A shotgun shooting around
The smell of blood of the ground
We can´t slow down
The guns are blazing the lines have been drawn
The war has started the battle is on
Fists of fury, fleets of pain, fifty soldiers in a shot down
Regurgitate the racist lines that keep us apart?
Thank God this ain't Monopoly
You'd make us all go back to start
Race
In the space, I mark human (face
a line is formed preparing for blood
battle cries can be heard over mountains
formations incoming following the storm
we call upon krum for his steel
the threat, we're in need of defense
Crying wolf to the emergency line
Just to hear a growl on the other end
I've been holding back for so long
My blood's been
body
In a burned out chassis
Here the birds are singing
There's no need for sirens
See the dewdrops dripping
Oil and blood are dripping
Here the birds
a pickup line at a funeral
Cannibals along side the catwalk
But it's OK we're got old blood and our veins are rooted to the hornets nest again
New love
rain in the sun shine 'cause down here the murder rate's high
And bitches love to suck a line
A lot of gold teeth and nicknames like Big Suo Big Baz
this money in a stocking
She kinda thick as fuck and got some knockers
My niggas really blood and you just spottin'
We all over the bread like a sloppy
you like a feather
And I keep a clip of young truth's fine
Bustin' at chya ass like them boys at Blood Dime
Grimin' wit it, but tha boys stay shine
underneath the power lines
in the inferno valley
when your daddy was still alive
I worked with dirt in my eyes
old blood upon my wound
dreaming aloud
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