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Street Veteran [Part 2]

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

bitch


And fuck gangsta rap cause I'll shank ya back

Its hyde hollowtips verse ya'll blanks and caps

All lucky kids that fought me already know


Cause

that serious, so please do not preach to us
We do not read this stuff
Instead, we write it
Like history, how we remain unseen is a mystery
So fresh like

clawing for the shore
Who are these strange beings wearing human skin, are these the faces of mighty men. 
Bathing creeps, abandoned by machines 
Struggling

"Sorrow makes us all children again." -
as (the) lack of compassion wants to remain,
nostalgia just offers a spade and a chain.

The whole world is painted

Looking for fuel to feed the flame 

On the road my knees were weak
I shook the dust from off my feet 
I took my time to make amends
But even all

of evil • the moon, the goddess, weeps for our protection • as she watches • I begin this lone dance
Weak from all the slavery • (taken an threaten by

"Sorrow makes us all children again." -
as (the) lack of compassion wants to remain,
nostalgia just offers a spade and a chain.
The whole world is painted

and hold on
Fortress made of sand is no more
It's been levelled by the raging storm
Now all that remains has been refined by the fire
And 'Hallelujah' sings

of the abolition.., 
Fractions in contrast to historys' imminent crash 
collision as dated by mathematicians. 
Y'all are really imaginative... Such an elaborate 
spin

is something
That we've labeled "weak"
Without a screen to hide us
Afraid to speak

We can not coexist
One can not be divided
Obsession with the self

that you fear?

Fire awakens
The cry of the damned
Suffer, the weak
And return to the land
The ice of the empire
Will crumble and end
And fuck those

like I'm Kano
One eye open 'till the halo
Take your chips by hash, potatoes
Watch the shit take shape like playdough
Don't play though
Actually rap what

Mrs. Lovett:	Poor thing!
		She lived but it left her weak in the head
		All she did for months was just lie there in bed--

Sweeney Todd: 	Lucy…

Mrs.

the light,
A world all in chains, shrouded by despair,
Her dominion unchallenged, a nightmare's lair.

A battle fought, in the heart of the abyss,
Against her

we all could win
Just don't give in
To the weak non sense
Uncertain where I'm off to next
Over stressed
Overthinking end's up in a mess
Crafted by

that twisted smile
The lies we spin, a tangled messy web Knowing one wrong move, it could all turn dead
Torn between a thrill and a guilty chill Knowing

a suicide"
Want static? Want static?
With a bit of luck you'll be carried by the 'medics
Fuck a casket
Only your teeth remain when your body dissolves in acid

a scheme
Payday two the goons that were growin' up with me
One by one tryna' build up our team
Fuck a main theme now we need some synergy
But we running our

We're all living on a clock
And the time is ticking away
And I think more of us should be afraid of what that truly means
Do we want to remain

When I'm weak and on my knees
Crying out to you
I know that you hear me
When the trials seem too hard
And my faith turns into doubt
I know that you

And the thought remains

When you fight for every breath

Do you stop to think about your friends or do you

Realise

That in that moment separating life and death

'em all to demise
And by choosing to do it while supervised
Ain't that assisted suicide? For all of the

Euthanamerica, Euthanamerica
Euthanamerica-a,

influencing the least
I retracted now they reach
Adios to the beach
Smoke some leaves by the trees
Practice game like I preach
Not the same I ain't weak
Big

and controll'd.

Imagine her as one in dead of night
From forth dull sleep by dreadful fancy waking,
That thinks she hath beheld some ghastly sprite,
Whose grim