Lyrics:
Carnage
I'm dead
Slayed by
Evil warriors
My head
Ripped off
Used for
Morbid rituals
Skull's out
Eyes are
Sewn shut
Ready for shrinking
Cruel fate
a chance
So I ain’t time to waste
What’s going through your head girl tell me can we change the pace
No I ain’t like the rest just tell me what’s the time
sound is right here
This want is wanted more
Not by me. By future's door
"Light shines brighter squared"
I think I finally got it into my head
"Light
My head
My head is spinning circles, again.
I know that hard times aren't blessings, they burn.
And there are days that I feel it all
And some
can't keep doing this it's bad for my health
Oh the words you said just echo in my head
Oh too many things from me remain unsaid
I started breaking when
keep my head high
As I walk through earth
Y'all can never
Put me in no box
I'll just watch it burn down
Yeah I bet they call now
I don't got time for
I been tryna figure out, why my head's so clouded, aye
walking round the function, I can't breathe, I'm feeling crowded, aye
All the baddest, be
It ain't hard to tell, I excel and prevail
The mic comes in contact with the third rail
My raps react
They attack the wack just like a maniac
With
section Normandy Beach, it's led in their speech
Don't Stevie wonder why y'all got so bold on them keys
I'm off of the leash, my church clothes is all
tattoos all on the neck
Grew like a crash dummy, head first for a check
Gung-ho for a fistful of blue bread
Girl, that ass swole, let me grab a hold
the game 'til it say "out of order"
Put the high score up
Then tear the floor up
On the world tour with your whore out in Europe
Head on the tour bus
Do
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
Blow me a kiss in the wind, I'm missin' again
Don't let your sisters and your friends tell you this is the end
Talk a hole in your head puttin' bugs in
head on tight and when you talk I like
For me and you two different walks of life
I'm in the streets too much I pack the heat too much
Put too much
it up and attack, and get a robot commando
If I do it up right and put the head on straight
I'll be saved by the creature that I create
I'll get
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
I'm sweet as candy
As around in a dance we whirl,
It goes to my head like brandy,
I enjoy being a girl!
When someone with eyes that smoulder
Says
has taken
That has scrambled up her head
There's a boy just down below me
Who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother
'Cause
parked but the rims keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the hood cause I
Ain't Hollywood, I come from the hood I'm use to it,
by none
The others act in fact ya just wack I kill
why?
because its fun my son and Run heads the bill!
Who's house?
Run's house!
Who's house?
Run's
many a sailor, and skinned so many a whaler
And you'll never shine in Paradise Street no more
Next day I woke in bed, with a sore and aching head
No
petted my fur
Fuck me in the goat-ass!
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
And threw me in the mosh pit
They passed me around
Hear that money talkin'
Hear that money talkin', I'm in designer walkin'
I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for
to get by
And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis
And in my head there's all these
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