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Yo back then I had a pad, I had a pen
A back carrying things
No swag, me and my friends
We went by any trends
Cause, music is where the relationship

dress. 

Telephone is by the bottle which is always by my bed. 

Time to time I give it a rattle to make sure that it's not dead. 

I will wait here for

in your pockets
Brothers coming back in boxes
Worried about the profits
Where are all the prophets
Blinded by the chains and all the diamonds in

Sandler (Let's go)
They do shit for clout
I can't kick it wit' no random
All she do is pout and he
Want me to stamp him (Goddamn)
Kick them niggas out
I

Burning

Manowar

The Triumph of Steel

1992

there is no salvation and your blood is my wine.

Here's a world that is waiting between the living and the dead 
Here the flesh and its pleasure are

"where boston is?"
across the phone baby come get lost in it
wanna sign me? whats the offer kid
pretty sure im on your girls shopping list
ha and im lost

I can't lie
you know it gets me by

(somebody said)
heaven is a crowded bed
I'm dyin to be alone
so leave me on the altar
heaven don't turn your head

“sorry, my man
But the adventure you need isn’t found in this land”
He flicks me away by index and thumb, by the time I’m in space I was already numb
So

fucked it all off and called a pizza from home

Chorus

The police are over there (and your doing illegals, your doing illegals)
I tried to hide my

every night their voice cry in agony
I just want to end the horror your blood will finally set me free

Death! Death! Death!
Your time is nigh
The reading

controlled creation
40 candles lit my tables like an altar
The sage smoulders, all praise to the grade growers
They stayed open, running quintessential

to wade in the waste
Expressing no disdain with no face
All time is too late
It's time for the slate
And your remains remain to stay here with me in my

your Adam 
Iwas your eve
True 
Every thing was fine, till I look that tree
No 
We were so blind  and we could not see
What god want us to accomplished

Daddy like Adam Sandler 
Pull out the banners that say she's the one, 
get the canisters ready cause my work here is done
Throw away all them other

(Must we all suffer from what one man has done)

Yeah
What I see from my level, the devil's in a serious phase
For a smart fight, God might have

killed a man
His name was adam (Took him to the beach)
Now she goes by em' (And buried him in sand)
I sing about murder
Cus i feel good when
I give all my

way 
I'm like I am the snake  
Look at my teeth
Look in my eyes adam and eve
Run like a coward or die with prestige       
Eaten by lions or die in your

Think about you when I see the ocean
Sparkling and everything is so hypnotic
Staring at the waves and all their motions
Wanna join 'em every time I

Snatching your hos from right under your nose
And fuckin on hos is gross, so i pass em to the bros
Im the host with the most, aint chillin by the coast
This

the rest
Got me feindin' took carress
All I wanna do is touch
I get you in my clutch
You gon' see it in my eyes
I ain't gotta say much
Don't even wanna rush

her dancin' on the dick (Yeah, yeah!)
I'ma slide, is you down to ride?
She got me paralyzed, i don't mind, let me ease your mind, you know i got

(Yea-yea!)
I'ma slide, is you down to ride?
She got me paralyzed (Uh-eh!)
I don't mind, let me ease your mind
You know I got the time
Check the drip, lil nigga

I Ain't Gonna Let Up
By Ruben H. Smith III 

Yea
This your boy R Smith
Let it come from the heart 
Let it come from the heart 
Ah
Looking through my

Behold the transformation, servant
Incise and devour your tongue for all men are liars
Gnaw at the saintly visage of your beloved
Receive a rapturous