Lyrics:
a common perversion
Enamored by dead skin
What would you pay to waste the love of everyone you knew
There's blood on the motor
There's blood in the water
The same face when civilians turned savage
Back baby killers for the rights of passage
All the bys blood face smashes on the counters
Life is literally
a different kind of mangos?
Oh, no, I only sold one type of mangos, Julie mangos
What?
It's called Julie
The best mango is Jamaican
Jamaican mango, Jason
sour
One final breath while we wait for the lights to go out
And the silence roars
What a damning noise
While our blood runs cold
And our bones grow old
who he is and who you're facing
The Gunslinger
We all know it, we all say it, the blood's thicker
Wild west, no hesitation, pull the trigger
See em
that I feel or a need, like an instinct, burning inside of me screaming to be free?
Now this body is a cage for a beast untamed, no peace, just a blood
No life anew for who bears the mark
Darkness abound, the king below awaits...
Rancid blood, the smell of death
The final burning pain
Betrayed by
wish for a path through exile
Then a true shattering spree - ten hands of cruelty!
Searing blood screams: the dogs of war!
Smothering dreams...
Yearning but what already is gone
The remains digress
And start anew
Ritualist!
Aligned with the continuum
Ritualist!
Expanding the source at hand
Aligned with the continuum
the desert that passes for my heart, Sweet rain is falling tonight
You're my oasis, You're my Oasis, Oasis
Be my oasis and I will try not to be your mirage
role only works for a time
The bridge between us burned so long ago - and I've been waiting for this storm
What's done is done and what's said is said -
the blood
Baby it's in the blood
Yeah, you know it's in my blood
How I does, who I love
Yeah, you know it's in my blood
Yeah, you know it's in my blood
What
gang bang
With crips and bloods
But i could stand on the corner
Wit killas and drugs
They healing
Outlaws that reaching for souls
We ghetto niggas
Radiant summer has passed us by
Sunlight a stranger to our sky
Cast down your idols
Get out of town
Something wicked is gonna go down
What will you
When I hop on the bounce
Kill the booth, hear the blood
Can't stop Cor now
Sip drink, I don't bottle pop, pour it out
For my niggas on lock
On the block
live
I socialize with the wise
Underprivileged spiritually deprived
At times in the flesh
Airwaves getting checked
The vibe is energized by
I can't feel
And soft hand-me-down futures
My friends who want me to be real
You know what I'm saying
Is half of what I mean
Tell me I'm to blame for
Born into winter
Crumbled with hunger and despair
Learnt to find as an infant
Will pay my price in blood and pain
Some solace
Is what I need to feel
again
We fight for our lives
Wage war with sin
This is a cult of the beaten
And the broken and the damned
Blood being spilled over the color of skin
from working
In a glance, the resentment of centuries [a millennial
resentment]
There’s no hope left to any of us
The hope is to leave, but where to?
By
talkin' to the police
Thinking about it every night, ain't been gettin' no sleep
He been spinnin' 'round that same corner for the whole week
Lookin' for
with me
Come with me
Dance around the fires as the whores burn alive
Shackled by desire
I free them from their prison
Break the mind, the soul is
strong he must show us
For the last film you all get a part
Be by my side
Or you've to die
Believe what I do is the right
Soon Armageddon
Last
(that's the) The hierarchy the monarchy's going to fall, and you want more, for?
Before you get bored
Look what you've done now
Is it worth the blood
.jpg/225px-Jason_Crabb_in_2013_(10354340755).jpg "Jason & Adam Crabb")
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