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Heart of Steel

At Vance

Heart of Steel

2000

Shadows so pale
In the heat of the night
Fading to grey
Cause they're scared by the light

Shootin' their arrows
With the wings of pain

Vertigo Motel

Dog Fashion Disco

Anarchists of Good Taste

2001

You've got me hanging by my throat.
Swinging from a tree,
Swaying in the breeze.
As I die my eyes glaze over.
Swinging from a tree,
Swaying in

on the 10-speed
Now your boy up in a big league
I ain't been to Johnny, but wait 'til you see them new VVs
They ain't gon' want me on TV
Blinded by riches like

Maybe the damage has been done
Looks like the ending has begun
So flick your cigarette into the mess
Walk right by the homeless guy
Careful not

Rolex

Ayo

Rolex

2017

that moola by Tuesday
Yeah, that way, I lowkey feel like Fungswae
I just now got started, got views on views, I'm poppin'
My diamonds goin' retarded,

Had a daughter who was raped at the age of fourteen|When we heard about his baby |Red was all her could see|He took the law into his own hands|Just

Paint the sky red, burn this city down
We will make them suffer, hate and greed are terrible lovers

We victimize, dehumanize
I fantasize it's just

Mrs, I'll play your game
I'll play your game
I'll make you go

(Everybody now)

I'm your one, your lover
I'm your red hot dance, I'm the skies above ya
I

on Ks
I be in Houston with Jay Prince and Drake
I'm smokin' big gas, hella blunts to the face
My eyes super red like a nigga got Mace'd
Then I'm back

This is your well deserved revenge. Get used to this. Find a stonger ship. You're the one that's sinking. The current's too slow, by steady. Pushing you

me mad

Well I felt real bad
In the queue at the bottle store
Because I bought too much red wine, baby
By the time I walked out that door

And if you

on the stick like a PS5
And we been taking flight we got red eyes
And we ain’t on the Gram but we going live.

Party all night we got all the juice
I took

glaze on the do of my caddy
Rolling on candy nigga I spend dough in Miami
I got bad red bones that I won't show to my family
Cuz if you show her

dream to awaken and rule 
Behold in the halls of the Red Temple 
Thy name stirs the petrified hearts
Rise, rise under the crimson moon 
Where eleven

every beat I touch a casket
My flow choppa, I'm boombastic, ain't too many cut from this fabric, look

Ouu, I have been hand-selected by Ya, I merely

it didn't last|Like the San Marco sunset||Oh, some were red, and some were blue|Every night was different|Just like with you|I can see the colours out

Ons het meer as wat ons ooit verdien
Ons veroorsaak meeste van die seer
Ons probeer ons eie lewens red
Ons verloor teen ons self in ons selfsug

Kan jy

Written By: Mason Horne 

Well that pretty green hay 
It’s growing tall
And the red and yellow cutters bout to make it fall 
I got one more round

Habits wie der Red Devil
Rapper trauen sich nie allein, seltsame Sache
Scharfe im Wolfspelz, wie die Schnellfeuerwaffe in meiner Fellmanteltasche
Es ist

Alcoholics Anonymous, livin' like hippopotamus
Fuckin' 'round with the Oculus, digital me is wildin', I'm free
God watchin', I'm gettin' hit by the breeze
I

Come back and swirl in my gravity|A place of dazzling lightning, just where I wanna be|Red scentless flowers without a name|Being suck back by this

Odpalam 'californication' red hot chilli peppers
W świecie gdzie bardziej niż raper się chyba przyda preppers
Nie wiem czy może być lepiej ale na

"A needle in my eye
One breath, yes one last sigh
I'll fade away, slowing falling fast

One hammer through my head
The pain is crimson red
The aches

and showing off
All to the Glory then you see his good works
Matthew 5 Vs 16
They red-lettered You better notice
Owh yeah man you better notice

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