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you in my arms again

Verse 2

(Lou)

I want yuh call d doctor for me

Tell him I need a heart surgery

I really can't take this pain no more

Really

calls
But I just let it ring and I don't go near it
I turn the volume up so that
I can't hear it ring
My ear drums rumble my lungs vibrate
I'm in my own

see it through eyes of my pop you can call him Mister
Reminiscent on the past get his eyes misty
I get misty wit em
One day will come when parents

Street Veteran [Part 2]

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

up the holes, the blood is gushing a lot

Put on my brass knuckles, hit you wit a jab or two

Now I'm sent to stab a dude, turn him into magget food

I'm sending this message out to my younger self
Don't you ever forget how all of that hunger felt
My appetite for success had left him with stomach

the life of Jesus Jones
 
You meet a man they call the chef and you ask him what can he cook
He pauses for a moment and with a smile says, "just the books"

Send Him Our Love

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

'm out

Look!

What up ray was speechless I ain't no what too say
Got the call like at 8 am with Nate saying
You had passed away I'm like why niggas

Good weed, white wine, 
I come alive in the night time, 

So me sing Ganja now, 
Created by the most high, 
For the unification of mankind,
Shit got

have scores
Yeah
My bars so high you probably need Christ to reach it how it goes
Ahh
Praying to the lord I know that I'm protected by the holy ghost

Sfx machine gun fire

My whole squad militant
You C.R.A.C.K.E.R.S. call us niggers
But ya'll the ones that's ignorant
I get bent
From weekend to weekend

and fear you
Or you can join me and live like kings and queens

Adapt to this
Got my eyes on the brands
We gon' call this mixtape
Supply and demand, I said

less
Yes, yes
My brother's really the connect
Picked him up a pack, he finally got up out that debt
I swear that I was born for this shit, straight out

Man I'm only twenty six
But its been a journey
Spent too many bleeding years
Had to hop up off the gurney
Shed too many tears
Weighed down by too

my lips, I'ma pipe her
Za-bags, Rp 10s and we got drank, niggas can't get no higher
Spank that baby, we had to come to his block and give him

olive oil
I'm different fareal
My easel looking large y'all too small
I'm chosen fareal
I'm like ring ring call called yea
I'm holy Holy Spirit filled yep

always sticked up
Lord forgive me for my sins
And free my niggas out the pen
Wavy nigga setting trends
I'm not gon say dis' shit again
But jus keep yo

The baptism made me sing this new song
Elohim said

Come put your burdens on me
So I kissed on my kiss
And I tossed it at him
Just like a lion

He holds down my

a needle in a haystack
Foreal homie what's the profit to guns popping for payback?
You need to get in touch with God call Him ASAP
Satan ain't heard from me,

The Truck Got Stuck Talkin' Blues

Corb Lund

Hair in My Eyes Like a Highland Steer

sink right down, down to the diff, and we?d all take turns and do it again

Till no one could move, we?d call one more friend,

Come on out here, we need

Beelzebub
Astaroth
Asmoday
By the conquering worm that hath swallowed the sun be their power mighty among us
Ave Sathanas!
Ave Sathanas!
Ave Sathanas!
Him

up and then
You'll rise up again

So do not be dismayed
He's closer than you realise
Your steps are ordered by the LORD
And all His ways are wise
Your

by the ones He came to save
Till on that cross as Jesus died
The Wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the Death of Christ I

us deeply, peep me, i mean it hurts, loc 
to get dogged by your own, talk to church folk 
bound to religion, quick to make decisions 
about the Call

lord, the sun is my energy source, the one that the devil informs
My head full of thorns, I'm stuck in this twenty first century war
Lucidly thinking,