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to keep from turning blue
Like your eyes
And like the devil to all that's wrong
Or the blood that runs in my arms
There is no getting by
Should I run out

by the shits that's caused a whole generation
To rise up out their comfy seats you've even got the white folks acting like freaks

You got people quiet

the avenue
Past the martyrs and marred you'd take nothing to be
I said, guess I'm in love
You said, guess I'm in love with you
Now I'm gone
Like I've always

Back on my grind I'm kicking shit 
Ignore my rant I'm arrogant
Hop out the whip and I'm doing the most 
Trapper by blood running up a few thousand
Skinny

thumbs 
and the fleeing deer, and choking crows 
weeping willows, charcoal oaks 

fall and nothing left to pine 

but here we are, in consideration 
of our

Ajani)
I been feeling like
I been feeling like a pharaoh
Meditating feel it in my spirit by the meadows
You was there for me when I was lost out in

way
You only get what you deserve
So push through when it hurts
Nothing left but the disdain
Fresh start time to change lanes
You and I we are not

of
this twisted master plan

I will be your deadman
With nothing
but this blood on my hands
Stuck in your "wonderland"
I want to make you
bleed just like me

Weekend in New England

Vera Lynn

At Her Best

2001

Last night I waved goodbye,
Now it seems years
I'm back in the city
Where nothing is clear
But thoughts of me holding you,
Bringing us near

And tell

Keep It to Yourself

Kiki Dee

Angel Eyes

1987

I hear a knock on my door
And it makes my blood run cold
I have to think twice
Before I pick up the phone
I don't have the strength left
To make

Tear Me Down

Unlinked Artist

Hedwig and the Angry Inch [Soundtrack]

2001

rose from off of the doctor's slab
Like Lazarus from the pit
Now everyone wants to take a stab
And decorate me with blood graffiti and spit

Enemies

got nothing left

But you're afraid that
There is no answer
Reality comes undone
Rain comes down
Wash our sins and help me forget what
I have done
When

stood your ground that's how you fall in
I lost niggas in this world that I done brawled in
Shouts to eagle and clear all my people in fear
Guided by pain

You’ll never let me go I’ve got deep issues

Cause I know sometimes
I dey fall your hand
Said I know sometimes
I get distracted by these lies

But

Orange shades of day
Reddish, yellow decay
The leaves move like flood
The ground screams for blood

I was baptised in the river
I offered my gold

Whoever shot my brother
Peek through the shutters
Hold your mother
Sweeping nothing under the cover
Get it back in blood since you a stunner
Bitch I'm

They told me how to think and act
They know the truth, without the facts
Come join our cult of blood and death
I will not play, so save your breath
By

did him like Rick
Rick Owens on me, yeah, yo hoe matched the fit
Brodie saw blood, but he swear he was a Crip
How the fuck is you dissing your mans in

The nightmare's on repeat it has a nasty twist
They crave for your blood but they don't eat the rich

They follow me they're haunting me
The living dead are calling

weight, nigga, this a exercise
We don't fuck with nothing but white, yeah, we fetishize
Yo, girl, like to sit on the squash, now that's a veggie ride
Yeah,

Synapses shit
Channel 0 shit
I got nothing else left to say other than, fuck all you worthless pieces of shit I hope you all fucking die and burn in

whores

A mass so self-assuring
Individuals worth nothing
Pick up the pace – stride, race!
Stampede or die!

Unsubmissive fields
Can't help but be stepped

Every day I see your name online From a country far away
Leaving my mind overloaded
I try to reach you every day But I got nothing to say
With

believe me I've got nothing to lose
This years gonna be powered by God
I've got no time for all of your lies
I've been living my life on easy
Clean
Please
I