Lyrics:
for the fights
The same a few days later
Cause when she got angry, she'd flip, see red
"You're too pretty for the violence
" her mum always said
She had
climbed out the page and shed his skin, revealing the red king
This was no mafioso, this was Satan himself
True evil, the stench of an unknowable wealth
a skin full of piss and one last dart
And the memory of my woman
Passing by to call my name
Don't test me girl I've got torso pain
I might just
I couldn't fall asleep sweating under the sheets on the third floor
Street sweeper baby passing by and I tell you it's starting to roar
I could
I couldn't fall asleep sweating under the sheets on the third floor
Street sweeper baby passing by and I tell you it's starting to roar
I could
no colour there
Well I don't care, Care what you like if you see there's a
Colour of love
Beneath her black skin, she runs red with blood
And I'd give
thick and thin
The blood runs red under each skin
We know our kind when we begin
I can hear you, I can see you, I can feel you
Speed of sound
I
The floorboard groans the rubber rolls
Rock on
Rave on
(Yeah we're) hauling ass to Arkalon
The ghost town on the Cimarron
Rock on
With eyes backlit by
the flesh of the fellow man
Wise up, sucking up to the good life. The Coca-Cola formula continues to run red
Rising high on the graph of oppression
are out.
The absence of skin and the tearing of flesh
People will be chocked by my new exhibition
Ten different pieces of agonising death
I'm
A house boat by it called the Gin Palace
Docked in White Trash Bay
We serve homemade tequila 23 hours a day
We got hand rolled cigars and a 3 foot
""You're under my skin the poison within Diabolical rapture that's dripping with sin Break down my will a kiss for the kill Bury me deep between
celluloid
There's no hiding in memory
There's no room to avoid
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor
For my second sight of people, they've
'Twas a morning fair when I walked out
down by Greenwood meadows.
Fairies danced in the misty dew,
the sun it chased the shadows.
By Spencil Hill I
features turn red one by one,
And the slaying then begins.
He returned to Eamhain Macha,
And threatened to destroy the town,
The naked women were then
see a man's blood on my Clarks
(Baow) make the ting come in two by two like
When the animals all stepped in the Ark
(Haha)
Double 8's tryna do Formula
celluloid
There's no hiding in memory
There's no room to avoid
The crawlers cover the floor in
The red ochre corridor
For my second sight of people
They've
your skin
Raise up the blade, by night we invade
For the last - Of times - The fight may begin
Murder bizarre, nocturnal we are
When we rise like
sleep tonight
But hell, it's cold out, I need you by my side
Going head to head
Is that how we're gonna love?
Going head to head
Is that how we're
Can't take one week
Alone gonna break
My skin wears thin
My head is shaking
Sidelined by my mind
Talking in tongues bad intentions
One day
Undefined
Make half a million every year, I'm getting watched by the IRS
I'm deep inside the game while niggas still taking baby steps
Hit my
don't miss my home
Italian sports car, French cologne
Of African descent blackened by the sun, dark skin Capone
On capitalism, a rapper eatin' rappers
Skin gets red - eyes start poppin' 'round (he was...)
Chorus - with breaks
Chorus - till fade
fucking ass up and kicking
And high stepping bout to turn this bitch red
Coming up out the ground just like the return of the living dead
I'm feigning for
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