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Livin' on Luck

Holy Mother

My World War

the answer
Oh I...I could paralyze the dancer
Oh I...broke a mirror seven years ago
But I've been livin' on luck
Blood is on his hands
Of a weaker man in shame

La Famiglia

The Hudson Falcons

La Famiglia

Every night when I get down on my knees I thank the Man upstairs for my family
Cause so many nights I don't think I can last any longer
But through

Wisdom Calls

Veni Domine

Fall Babylon Fall

1996

Will Look For Me But Nothing Will Be Found
Since They Hated Knowledge And Did Not Choose To Fear The Lord
They Would Not Accept My Advice And Spurred My

""I never had a name No one knows where I came from But I came just the same I don't know why I'm here or where I've been I got nothing left to say

of streets with nothing to do
Your warm heart had been frozen by some cold ideas
You tried to tell me but it came out wrong
I changed my strings, shaved my

Isn't this nice? Everybody's being so nice
Nothing is wrong, trouble's half passed
Everybody civil and getting along
Will it last?

You should

‘shoot at sight’
It was done before the night
Shots rang out like thunder
Blood was on our hands
With nothing won that day
But that’s the price to pay
When

no one's coming
Mouth full of blood, I feel nothing
Fight or flight, I find I'm freezing
Two steps forward, I stop breathing
Paralyzed by lies, but

Without Jesus dawg there's no shield
Just open field, don't have to leave so I can find peace
Mercy and grace follows behind me
Covered by blood keeping my

Operation Clean-Sweep

Operation clean-sweep from dawn 'till death
Obliterating everything
No life is spared from last no chance to get away
Nothing

Selective Apocalypse 

Naked, afraid. Surrounded by the
troops of doom. Emaciated, covered in
blood and their own excrements.
Degraded, into nothing

Sugar

Kyshera

Made in China

to humanity
And a hypocrites, blood letting morality

Fearful, hateful, brain dead willing killers
Blinded by some bullshit bigoted fairy tale
Yet see their

where you been so long

The sky is blue the sky is black
John Train he ain't ever coming back

Papa was a rolling stone
Now he ain't nothing but

Tank Dogs

Fiend

Shell Shocked

1998

marijuana
Rome by the home copiana from mama drama
Chase blood like a piranha, sleepy eyes from that ganja
Left your neighborhood burning in flames, just

to corrupt me,
To disrupt my state of grace.

But I’m a sexxor
And I’m gonna get my way now!
Cuz nothing wets her like naivete.
She smells her prey.

Do to me

need someone to spar with
Put you in the back of my trunk
Get in my car trick
Running with nothing but thugs
With the fug
We more dangerous than l.a.

The procession in progress
Withered hands grip the casket
The bearers bear nothing but laughter
Carried onward by a familiar skeletal embrace

This

major suffering
You're nothing but a shame

Feed the increasing terror
Feel the severity of your disease

Abandoned by its bearer
You sun is gone

Woke up nearly 6 ‘o clock
It was our last day in Vermont, one of us was still missing
Staying at Tommy’s place doing nothing but playing
For no pay

Here I walk with broken feet
Generations on my back
All the secrets that I keep
Got me shackled by my past
I can feel it buzzing
No I can’t do

through the west
Ain't no where even touchin lA got me bumpin
Ain't worried about nothing
Day 1's by my side
Don't need an introduction
Hennessy and reefer

on the wings
Of hot winds of mayhem
Everything is in order
Everything is in disorder
Everything is how it should be
But nothing is in it's place
Chaos and magic

I Gave You Everything

Code Red

Scarlet

1998

(lew/graham)

I gave you all my time and I gave all my love to you
I gave you every dime and tell me what did you do
You broke this heart of mine by

King of Thieves

As Blood Runs Black

Instinct

feed the King Of Thieves - Seek Liberation
We keep giving the gift of blood
And sweat for nothing
A stab in the back

Forever imprisoned