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bought him the land
He said, "The work may be hard but its honest
I'll pay 'em by May if I can."
Sometimes they'd talk about children
Names and things
I saw a blood washed pilgrim, a sinner saved by grace
Up on the King's great highway, with peaceful shining face
Temptations sore beset him, but
You could take your precious time draining all my blood
If I ever make you mine I wonder if I could
I could be a different trip nothing but
in the the nigga blood or something
This shit, these ni-ni-niggas, ni-ni-niggas)
Ay yo the crooks be crooks and the sons be sons
Made the biggest
blood out his face
It's the principal, don't get it wrong
What I do to eat, is nothing in comparison
To what I do to keep, self up, write and exact
Sway
number 1 hits
Coming with the trick, leaving in a whip
Wheezing out my lungs as the truncheon hits
And there's nothing like revenge hidden in success
placement was arranged by the salient
Ain't no telling the type of state he in
When nothing else work, I'm settled on the sky gradience
Simultaneously
The other voice is talking
Up inside my head
It remembers nothing
From the books I've read
It tells me that I'm worthless
It tells me love is cheap
filing up in the rim,
Enemies die by my hand
Feeding is done, nothing left but the bones,
Left to rot and turn to sand
Building up the walls
whose mother does nothing
but snorting white shit up her plastic nose.
Sell the house, kill the kids.
Tell Satan I'm on my way home.
I'll keep
So I'm back to intervene
Claim revenge
Blood is to be seen
Nothing to lose
No pain, no infliction
No fear reigns inside my head
You can't kill
just a job
And killing's nothing more than sawing logs
Wash your hands but blood leaves stains
You don't deny
You say you've a creative side
suffering and tears - Hunger years
People led astray, like sheep they follow and obey
Humanity’s future holds nothing but loss
As they fight amongst
suppurating wounds
Disfigured shapes
Illuminated by the moon
A reckless haste
To feast on human flesh and blood
All thought erased
Except of you…
Freak
fucking look away
I wrote this in blood
Don't think for a second we won't take it by force
When will we learn? It seems no peace without war
So much
Ashes surrounding me
Nothing else, but darkness, blood and pain
My determination will prevent you to outlast
After so many years of disgrace
I feel
Blood dripping from the waving flag. The patriotic symbol of a million dead. Doomed by the perils of war. Your war is for reasons that shut you out.
Golden blood in a cup of sorrow
You did sell your own soul
Drop by drop it makes your life get hollow
But you're the star of the show
You can't get
Chandrian
And so by now
You may know what's fear
You cannot escape them
They find you wherever you'll be
Don't even try
Pretend to see nothing at all
Only those that seem to
Know can counteract the status
Quo, balance act, which way to go
My RFID, CID, used by the beast to track you
Yeah, charge in
SPILT THE BLOOD OF OTHERS FOR ABSOLUTION
CREATED A PATH OF NOTHING BUT CONFLAGRATION
WE DESERVED THE LOWEST OF OUR WORST
I ONCE BREATHED
BREATHED IT IN
Spitting at me (dull)
Simpletons'll get their skull split
They be doing nothing they be inspired by Trump's bitch
Piping down, she was calling for a timeout
"From the underground" (Scrathed by DJ Premier)
Fuck all y'all bitches ass niggas from my heart
Everybody talkin shit but nobody want to start
it take to save us
From the plague
Contracted by blood The virus can be in us all You're one of it's
Victims, but then thousands more
And they
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