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Yeah
Costello
Still typing
Before the mid teens I was drafted by the streets
Signed a mountain deal for seven years D.O.C
On a pasta diet weights was

the drains or train tracks
Trying to avoid the cops
My mate was skating in the sewers
Free as an eagle
Got held up by three pricks holding a needle
They robbed

limb from fucking limb
You will amount to pink slime in a garbage bin

Every fucking thing that breathes will pay their debt in blood
For all

in your blood-brain barrier
To realize that I've busted in, and I'm about to kick your derriere
Got some extra holes for breathin' in by the time I see

with anxiety rumbling than angry storms in the night
Loving this life by the inches may seem so cynically cinched
and I know they might view this

as hell, meanwhile I'm making big bank
Nigga I'm a big shark, can't put me in no fish tank
Nigga you a broke boy she rather eat a rich frank
C3H8 boy I'm

The Obsidian Crown Unbound

Bal-Sagoth

The Chthonic Chronicles

2006

Episode: IX 

From Sage Daelun's "Chronicles of Antediluvia", volume XVIII:
Episode I: The Fall of the Shadow-King 
Episodes II & III

Haven't had a break since Halo 3
Give it up for John-117
Because a Halo's empty without me

Master Sword strapped on his back
And he's well-practiced in

Paperboy

Hell Rell

For the Hell of It

Blazin' artist
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Rugar Rell Dipset let's go

[Verse 1:]
Welcome you niggas to world war three
Turn his lights out I shine

Deflate fake heirs to the throne or the culture abolished//
unapologetic so I'm set ready to bomb shit/
74 inches of obsidian in progress //
A promise,

slidin' with two Glocks

Blood on his shirt, AR stretched out his tank top
Swipe for a reason, can't wait till the bank drop
You ain't my kid, get the fuck

that I lost in a year
Two years
Three years
She’s gone like a new year
Who’s there
Mistakes
Changes are way dangerous
Takes days to be caged in a tank

One, two, a one two three

I baked a hundred loaves of bread 
I Fell down on my head 
I vacuumed till I sweated 
Ate food that I regretted

I was stranded on a west Texas highway
Walking for a mile wit my thumb out pointed in the right lane
3 a.m. see a sucker flash his headlights
Pull up

the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My

I don’t like where I am I don’t wanna be here
I don’t know why but its felt like three years
Shit goes by in the blink of an eye
Never did I think

Hell Sent

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

by execution
A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution
Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka
But I still died went to hell

single mother she got three boys
Let's chill and play it by the ear like a keloid
My ese in on too Amazon driver
Gave me all his routes told me best time

some pussy for the late night I got to get
But I can't get to good I got to smash the bitch
So let me hit the BP
Get the philles fill up my tank

existence in this cosmic fight 

Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws 
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law 
Giant Ratmen with swords made out

You took half of the blood
And put it in basins
And half of the half of the blood
You sprinkled on the altar
You took the book and read in

shop for
These niggas really saying that we blood till a clot form
Familiar with a snake, I am not foreign
Demon with a knife kink brodie came with

All in Together

Sean Price

The Barrel Brothers

2014

the revolution by wearing a tech, nigga
Wake up show, still sleep, time to wake up tho
Might see me with the Mac, but it ain't make up, yo
I make up flows, cake

Tempted

Kero One

Windmills of the Soul: Instrumentals

Mad geeked he says peace and ends the conversation with that
Not sure what to expect, but that?s the beauty perhaps
So I rush out of my crib followed by