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I'm taking lil shawty back to back room now she taking her clothes
I commit suicide on my doors now go a 100 I pull off
Smoke me a wood, pour me some

pretending it's alright

Make it, fake it good
White lies, black ties, blue
You make me feel loose
Get up, get down well
Spring comes soon for real
I'll

She a little crazy
Pull up to the room with the crew big rabies
Creeping on the low at your door knock knock
You could see it in my soles. Ion got

even though you never ever tried to get to know me

I'm not lonely, I'm surrounded
By people who run through walls for me
You're expecting somebody

this CD right here up in ya Lacc
But I can't guarantee you gon get your Hearing Back


Fiend - Verse 2 
He didn’t see it coming that Medicine assisted by

Every morning, when I wake up  
You're not next to me 
You're always in the bathroom  
Screaming in body agony  
When I knock on the door to see if

so fast damn I rip the page
Tell me, why does my mind just go berserk
Spitting music to be murdered by while driving home from work
If we're talking

to want to bend Trish Stratus - phere
We can not depend on average here
Four C I'm seeing all black in here
Or some red but that still blend with tears

met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light

Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I searched myself, it's always someone else I see

at by the people next to me (what?)
Played "Just Don't Give a Fuck" and I pressed repeat (what)
And I still don't give a fuck here and I'm almost thirty

take off the mask behind closed doors
We all battle our minds, and it's a cold war
I started thinking to myself like really? What's the purpose?
What

led me back to you
Take it slow,
We've got a long long way to go
I'm still afraid
to open up the door
So talk to me and let me know
You're here tonight

好きなColor今日は黒
Black stealth Posite
滑り込むGHOST 浮かぶ裏路地
We gotta be careful
あのPaparazzi
Let da suicide doors up
着込んだBAGARCH
ほら撮リこぼすなこの現状
なかなかねぇよ この手の成功

might have to be foreclosed
Cripping like his father do
Only wear the color blue
If a nigga yell Suwoo
He turn them black and blue
Pain in his momma's

your fuckin mouth
I'm a god now
Let the Lamborghini doors down
Check the scoreboard now
All my niggas wanna know how to score most sound
Fuck this

a nerve we got KLY on this one
Ay yo Frank make 'em believe bra make 'em believe

I walk into Prada Hakuna matata
I'm black as my cheque
I paid up my tax
I

needed was to make a change in diet

I heard you'll leave the backs of black SUVs
Bitten by angry light
Photographers will push and fight

I heard you'll

audience no longer includes vultures dressed in black, they even try to tell some jokes between numbers. Sometimes they wear matching ties made of smoked

the black and white
Staring only at the corners, my vision turned to blue
And I focus at the center

I saw a flower tiny, small, waving me to start things

Im well know and its a guarantee 
I seen the bets weed in my community 
I got a better product that Apple Mac
People queue at my door for my Afghan

congregate, they shrimp. Anyone not in on the secret, or just passing by, would think that shrimping consisted of a person lying on the ground and writhing,

Feeling to no one
Servant to this disease
No innocent victims
No symbol of purity

We worship the black sun
I keep it locked a way

It cannot be

The House

Grave Digger

25 to Live

2006

The House by Grave Digger

I'm riding through the night, a friend has called me
I see the moonless sky, the stars shine bright
The house before

Cows With Guns

Dana Lyons

Rosie's Super Request

2005

hung

Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows run!

He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up