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loud and gritty
Bass that booms and growls
Love to cruise through my city
And fill rooms with my sound
I'm on the prowl for my people
Cause I love with

of Virtues and Sins
A Story
Fall upon us
Again and again
Lost in the maze of a worthless
Destiny
Awaiting
Lies a truth now filled with errors and glitches
Make

Every year they play the same songs
Listening to them whole night long
Already drunk from the hot gluwhein
I may not even make it till midnight

darkness all around
And raindrops fall to the ground
But they don’t make any sound

You get scared of my footsteps
Trying to stay cool in my winter
I lay my

this way out your blip
Ever since I got on the stove, my soul been cold
Lord knows that the streets had my life up in a hole

Did what I was told

but once you look I Disappear.
But if you catch me by the mall, you can Come and shop with me
I don't even try the fashion, it's just natural Inside

It's a secret mauled and mangled
In Shenandoah blood
Handed down by fathers and their kin
The only constant is the rivers flow
And the storm that

just walked and I could see their eyes change focus
Once I get the check I make it disappear like hocus pocus
If it's one for the money then the second

Bouncing off the whip, making sounds like my name is Thor
And I just went and cracked the C, I just cracked  like four

Baby asking me, is you rich? Nah,

don’t let it go to waste cuz/
We’ll be raising glasses to the money that it makes Us
Follow the rules and repeat the sayings 
You’re in the club so keep

ah ah ah

We know what animals say
We talk to them everyday
Dogs, birds, cows and snakes
We know every sound they make

But there is one that no one

fragments and disembodied sound
Did anybody know that this is a burial ground?
Make peace, swift, with the restless spirits
The ancient gate is swinging open

Nolens
A moment of clarity arrives
Surrounding lambs sound their cries
He desperately wants to save their lives
Usurped again by the beast his resistance

This game we play it don't end well
But, please don't stop
We talk so low we make no sound
Say no word
It's 4 a.m. and I should be home
No blame

where you gone
Pretty red bitch, make a call on my trap phone

She wanna get fly with me, we go to another world
I give me a ratchet, bitch, can't stand

the only choice they use to keep control of us
It's true you know
They aim to stop your voice being heard aloud by drowning out every word that flows
Just

milk with no towel
Only givin' to me
Cuz everyone else would make that shit sour

She thinks she's smart and goes to college
But she a coward
Your life

The pounding in my brain
Sounds like footsteps in the hallway
Someone's out to get me
For a second I'm afraid

The static in my eyeballs
Makes light

Troubled times, not in disguise
No big surprise, not that you'll see
Won't learn to fly, not in the sky with paper wings
Won't make a sound, comes

the world is quiet
There is no sound
I'm deaf or crazy
Make me
To unrestrained
Turn me away
From the sin
Of awful world
Or just look
Through my soul
I want

Left Eye

Everything’s making sense
The dogs just want to bite
They’ll hunt you down
Then make it sound
Like its all right

What about the pretty

the forest does it make a sound
Oh look what I found Tiny pinecone nother way round

Take the long way home
Do you know the name of this street

Go to places i

Picture this, I be riding around the town, with a weapon on my hip

Haters never make a sound, they just know I'm well equipped
If I never had this

taste like candy, suckin' with a fruit roll-up
Her skin butter pecan, I eat her like a granola
It start queefing, she hate when it make that sound
Beat