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Arose from the second triangle burning my soul
Gehenna is the place for burning, takes me away
Order of the golden dawn summoning Beelzebub
Give your

as I please
I been' puttin' on so I let em' all know
Pull up high fashion, neck be on froze'
Standin' my ground so I can't be told
If she treat' me

kill, they see me kill
They got snipers aiming right
To the windowsill
So when I come up the elevator
I'm going to hell sooner or later
But I'm not

Open up it's me
Fill it up
Overflowing
Kinda tipsy
Anything that I ask is mine
Add a little faith
I watch it multiply
Ayayayayaya
Oh God
When I think

Verse 1: T.U.R.K

Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up

the road with these flows
With a goal for me just to reach the people
Like C4, we blow, on trees just to make the weeks go by
We know these evil times are

ba nkala mu pressure
No touch ba za chuucha
Uh

They counted me out
Tried to fill me up with doubt
By myself I had no body around
Had to get it from

wanna dispute that go and supply something better
Ah, ah, ah, better not be one of my features
I'm a leader by definition no matter the situation
I don't

tryinna end up like Mitch blood everyone's
Smiling gang signs in
Pictures, greed is toxic
These days you could
Cut off your friends
And still be betrayed
By

Couldn't care much less you invisible
Blind to the eyes of the
World so they ridicule
You, tryin to get rid of you and we let em by
When it's their

one
Drop them racks off on Kam my lil baby son
I supply all the gas like a Chevron
Think I ain't got it it's tucked by my belly button
If I up it I pop

Tell Me

Desert Eagle Discs

Ugodz-Illa Presents: The Hillside Scramblers

2004

bars perfected, can't be injected by needles
Breeding eagles out of Park Hill's hell hole
Where souls get sucked up, and shots turn your bones

close

Who wants to listen in to someone who is so
Lazy yet he chose to not work on fixin' those
Divots in his soul
Pivot foot is shown
Givin' up his

keep writing song after song and it still don't get better
These problems they pile up like letters
Im getting desperate im prolly got go sell my soul

in the streets

And I Be Turnt Up
Never Turnt Down
Smoke In The Air We Gone Leave It On The Ground
7 Days Out The Week I Keep A Freak Around
Hating

and heaters
Wrinkle her face and cause seizures
So she's up all night
Waiting for her son to greet her
Security
From a species who rapes her and steals her

up when a nigga was down
I stay with the ones that was there from the ground
All of my niggas got boof by the pound
They roll it up in the Fronto,

really my own enemy 
But I know I can’t give up just yet 
Deep inside of my soul, my pride, burns bright

READY - STOP
Look, it’s only the way of the world

Descending into Ethereal Mist

Graveworm

Scourge of Malice

2001

The rain begins to fall 
Then a storm shall arise 
Falling from the sky 
Sended up a howling wind 
Across the burning sea 
Marching with pride and no

a screw up and a loser
An A hole and a half
I was foolish and a snoozer
Trynna make everyone laugh
I was who they called crazy
Teachers used to call me daft

with the clique
If you are a foe then be froze by my wrist
My soul is getting to old for this ish
My coal Sierra Lionne now
If make it rain, bring

you
But I'm screwed if
I can't find a soul to help me up
Out this abyss
Always find myself down in a rut
Getting stuck quick
I can't save me you can't

woke do what the Fuck it going take
Crafting my set and I'm proud Of it yeah
Write up a verse for the fun of It yeah
Can't play with these hoes get

See why I have no friends
I'm not cool to be around them
They all want me dead
That's what my mind said
Why am I so fucked up
My wrist I just cut
I