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Descending Messiah

Antichrisis

Cantara Anachoreta

my dreams
The man, he spoke of commandments and sin
Of wicked wifes, of chaste and virtious men
He'd sown the seed of mischief in their hearts:
Those

Beckoning of the Xul

Kataklysm

Temple of Knowledge

1996

Misery falls miscellaneous calls 
Echoes of the marvelous zones 
This enmeshing den forfeits the thriving mist 
As a vector that would beckon my

Christmas in Black and White

Nicole C. Mullen

Christmas In Black and White

2002

A teenage girl, a Nazarite
Who loves Yahweh and does what's right
Is visited by an angel

She's terrified, mystified
'Till he clarifies that

2AM

Slightly Stoopid

Chronchitis

2007

the mornin in the cell you'll get harassed by the man
Call my girl, baby coming just as quick as she can
With the money for the 'case' we's gonna make it

I know it's late
But I couldn't wait to call you on the phone
'Tis been a while since I've been home
All of this was my own choice
Since the man

If one and all who hear my call could lend their ears to me
Then you could hear the crooked tale of how this fire has come to be
(To be, to be,

Jason

Terrorvision

Formaldehyde

1993

When the cold wind blows
And the sarcasm cuts me again
A young man's pride is torn up
By what he calls friends
And as he gets restless anger fills

main mans a burger so
I'ma call you "French Fry"
Just made ten, still got crust in my left eye
Big Moncler
Fuck around and tuck a rocket launcher
Boy

Hey PEABOD, met you at one of your concerts
And I would love to borrow your truck

Thanks, call me back

I feel a little bit antisocial
This

to hurt my mind
I carry my people so much that it hurt my spine
I keeps it real when reality escapes me
I try to speak the truth everybody call it hate

were up to me then you'd be swerving with a G
Anything you want I can get it all for free yeah
Cus Paq & Dyl yeah they call em how they see yeah

I’m

with protection, or strap with disease


Laughter, it's free
Any time, just call me:
438-4836
When you're down with Sublime, you get
Funky fresh lyrics

Mercy Me
Words: Marcus Testory | Music: Marcus Testory & Matthias Raue

I was such a  

happy man in my garden				
where the tiny folk shared some

Under rated, under estimated by the ones who made it, FUCK EM!
I been stacking blue faces dead people got me live, of course I'm bout to blow why the fuck

men no more.

You will wait for me but I won't be coming,
when you are ready,
I won't be there for you.

You don't call, you don't care, you don't text

compare to me 
I just practice every day 
I sound like I have a mouthful of dick 
 
Bitches call me the man, and they're holding my hand 
Pull down the mini

men no more.

You will wait for me but I won't be coming,
when you are ready,
I won't be there for you.

You don't call, you don't care, you don't text

and night falls
Forgive me, mama, but my pride's off
I done died up in the
Stone cold cellar by myself 'Cause, see
The old me done died up in
The midst

live once, I don't think I can do this shit twice
Tryna heal for months, but I don't think I'm doin' this shit right
You wanna see me stunt, but I

Then walk through Heaven's Gates

There ain't no black or white
To me they're all the same
We all pray to one God
But call him different names
So we

Neither woman
Nor man
Stands by your side
Call me even now
How odd of you
To ask me of my thoughts
How does it taste?
From your place in the sand

Dismiss

a drive-by niggas salute me
I'm the fly nigga out the group the
Rag around the hammer is Gucci
I rock pink the same color as coochi
This iman thug

head up in the clouds
Keep me humble, baby, sit me down

It's all lost
Sitting around and we're all waiting for the dark
Cigarettes smoke, lights,

Which were the probable cause
We danced in the lodge
Like two panting monkeys

I will give you a call, for one last hurrah
And if this tale is tall,