Lyrics:
the caskets With no heads Monoxide, ruler of the dead watzup We runnin deep on the lawn With the Psychopathic leathers on You say it's on We getting crunk
Hopefully late '22 maybe '23
But whenever that happens imma cop a rollie
Pull up with chops we don't need good aim
13 shooters put hollows DEEP in your face
Till the no good Gods are dead
But sometimes in the dead of night
Woken by the city lights
She wonders how she keeps alive
This is the girl who
by a tiny little yellow flower
Gonna take the leap, gonna take my chance
We’re a long time dead and this is the last dance
Chorus
Life lays before me,
I shall try to make plain the blood lines of killing
To often this has been slurred over by those who defend hawks
Flesh-eating man is in no way
dry up in flesh and in veins
All that you've read, my heart hath bled
No more delusions for my troubled head
Burn, burn, burn, burn!
You won't survive
Purveyance of the seance
In obeisance
To the spirits ghosts that haunt amiss amie
Winter seems far colder
Without you by my shoulder
Now this year
a freak by a Sister whore
And killing is what I am for
The seed of evil on a murder crawl
Kick up the dirt and scatter some bones
At 13 years fully pledged
[SOS]
By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains
Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age
No more Gold, no more YO! MTV RAPS
Now
Please give me the medicine
No energy pills hit the ground
Seems like a lot for a dead man
Oh well
I would hope for a second chance but
I keep falling in
Burning to ashes
You gave me no chance and
Full of distractions at school
When you walk by the hallways and
I rather be dead than alive
Look
peak and fall. I done seen it all, I done seen it all. A n*gga gasping for his last breath he couldn't breathe at all.
See no evil hear no evil I don't
as if they were never here
Out at Bushy Park in the Laird's homestead
Angus McMillan never mourned the black dead
Down at Maffra and by Butcher's Creek
mind
A martyr for Ireland, his grave has no stone
His name sheldom named, and his virtues unknown."
I was woke from my dream by the voices and tread
Blood money
old devils
New problems
Cold winters
No dollars
Hot blooded
Nude models
Do a sad dance for the bourgeoisie
Spinnin round and round
First off no intro is necessary
Let's give a round of applause to the One who show more love than February
Gotta stay on guard cuz the enemy plot
[Cam'ron] (intro)
You do what you do where you live
I do what i do where i live
That's what makes me nigga, and that's just the way it is nigga
uhh,
like Friday the 13th
Think I’m Jason think I’m Scream
Kill that pussy flee the scene
Them hoes don’t know don’t mess with Breeze
Don’t want no smoke
the sound of the ghetto
Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle
Oh no, nigga watch your nose
'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose
Set your pretty plan into motion
No more fun and games, it's adult swim
Something in me dies every winter
Something in your eyes says you've been
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney
the sound of the ghetto
Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle
Oh no, nigga watch your nose
'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose
Stack-stack that money for a lawyer
I been told that since a lil' nigga
I be totin' on a Tommy I ain't talkin' 'bout no Hilfiger
If it ain't about blue
the sound of the ghetto
Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle
Oh no, nigga watch your nose
'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose
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