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3/2 Murder 1

Kane & Abel

7 Sins

1996

paid off the services of AK's
I'm out here bad I know niggas who got grenades
That's how it is in New Orleans
Niggas don't go to school in the morning

Nights Interlude

Nightmares on Wax

Café del Mar: Ibiza, Vol. 3 [Sonic Images]

1996

can't escape, I'm in bad shape
You making love to someone else is more than I can take
And so I make all the movement I can to no avail
Scream

Cryptomnesia  


I have no evidence to defend myself
I would be honest if I didn't lie
But as you see this time it went like this
What is done is

I'm willing to accept what fate decides, having proven to myself that I am qualified
To deal with the good
To deal with the bad
And make the most

and as a rebel yelled
my spirit emerged, burning just to break the shell
felt myself becoming something different, something more
horrorcore portraying a picture

on the stick

Ima make all the pain go away
Ima hold you real tight when we lay
Love you more than I did yesterday
Know you still feel bad let me say

I feel

her to go
Now I just move by myself, I ain't chilling with snakes
Ask you for help, but you know I don't play
You plotting on me, you can stay out my

stuck
Cause what I gave was just never enough
And what I want I just never received
And then they wonder what has happened to me
By passing

to distract myself from taking to blame
It's a young life crisis and it ain't great see
I'm even recommended to go to therapy
And it's bad, got social anxiety

did it by myself, it's not a co dependent
I can't build, but I swear I be building credit
Everytime she come she wanna use the debit
If you cross me, I

time is up
Go get your straight savior here and i'll tell her what's up
Oh my god see, sometimes I just get tired of talking shit by myself
I think I

baby by the telephone
Waiting for a ring every night
Not hearing a thing not seeing a sight
Nothing in the streets and there’s nothing in the clouds
All

on them, New Balance)
You should know that I like it (or should I put on the Js?)
With no hands that's the
I'm gettin ahead of myself aren't I, too soon?

There comes a point in life where you did me wrong
You're pushing me away cause you left me on my own
I grew up by myself because you caused me
harm

mind to the bad side
That's right, I'm a son of a bitch
My sinful soul was sold to a witch
'Cos all the preachers never gave me what I wanted to reach

EVERYTHING FADES AWAY  

Gotta get back what I used to  
Gotta get back my reputation
I Got to do it when I want to do it
I Gotta be good with myself

nice to meet you this time.
Maybe you are what I need tonight.
A crimson mark, my hope so bright.
Maybe you are who will ruin my life.

Stunned by your

friend's been the drywall
I fucked it up, it's all my fault
I drown my pain with alcohol
I don't recognize myself
I keep my feelings on a shelf
I hate my

Thanks Jelly
For being there for me
My four legged trustee
A beautiful white Husky
I was a bad luck junkie
Now I consider myself lucky
Greatest

you, and no, it's not bad
It's actually really cool, I save all my plastic bags
I keep them tucked in a neat little pile underneath my desk, nothing

HOLD ME

Now every night's the same
As we play our silly little love game
I say something about myself
You say you're drinking less cos it's bad for

you say
You can´t stay
We all fall down
Fall down
Fall down

Bad plans a stupid day
Days I won´t forget
Sleeping
On my best friends´ floor

Clear skies

EVERYTHING FADES AWAY  

Gotta get back what I used to  
Gotta get back my reputation
I Got to do it when I want to do it
I Gotta be good with myself

9pm I'm on the M4
Bad bitch riding shotgun
Her hand on  my pipe you know which one
Got my strap on her lap  and she know how to handle herself

Daddy