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the skies 
When echoes of our dreadful cries 
Have faded in the distance far away


And when blood runs down the empty streets
remains are shrouded in white

flesh
By doing so it cuts the cross
The mossy ground drinks the blood
Of a hundred men in white clothes
The morning smells of death
But still it feels

and white with a star
Add the blood of Gaza
Then you got the red
For the flag where the terrorists are
Invade Iraq and you kill a million
Now it's weighing

by City Hall found that London 
Has seen an increase of 71% 
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked

Holy Smokes

Aesop Rock

Fast Cars, Danger, Fire and Knives

2005

of the same God feud. I figure ultimate peace is the common theme, so it's a no-brainer peace when the blood hit the screen. I got a basic good and evil

cry
Now I lay down to die, come and burn with me
In Scarecrow's past life I killed kings and I ruled by the spilling of blood, flesh and guts
Now I'm

Talk Like Sex

Kool G Rap

Greatest Hits

2002

Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice,
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress,
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin',

Inches, God damn, shit tore through my jeans
Bitches drove by, start observing the peen
Fate is so amazed, she was begging me "please"
Pullin' out her tits,

Blood, sweat, tears, and impending doom
A hundred squashed coffee cups in a tiny room
A hundred things on the list still not done
This time tomorrow

Blood in the streets blood in the water
Blood coming out of the chest of your son's and daughter's
We living in a time of genocide and violence
Applied by

Week of war

Day one- repetiton
Day one another lie
Day two another mission
Day three  all must die
Blood all over the place
Death thrives as life

Will Be Done!
Prayers of Plague emerging from the Grey Smoke
Chanting True Blasphemous Choirs
Three white dressed girls walking
in Cataleptic Trance
Old

Pencil

GZA

Pro Tools

2008

[GZA]
The echo chamber enhance the flow wit the block party
Keep an MC head spinning like Dark Bacardi
This B.A.C. is 2.3
Now the liver's damaged,

Please name several other people 
Who can retrace old flames
Nickname basis love them chases 
Fell three stories out of god's good graces 
Soft toned with

we read our minds by sat in silence, black and white
And wrong and right got undefined, we didn't say goodnight
We kept the hight, we kept the fight, I

Fading in and out
Your skin has gone to grey
At the age of eighteen
Barely free
Linked since we were kids
Sisters not by blood,
But by deeper spirit

Whar

RZA

Afro Samurai: The Resurrection

2009

white rap, just some foil like Chiclets
Never had a wife, you better settle for the mistress
The truth like Al Capone dying from the syphlis
Cross me,

the audibles if it's a light box we gon run through
White Sox fitted nothing changed I'm still the same, it's nothing new
Chop the beat like Kung Fu
Drunken

froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'

The Hilton

Raekwon

R.A.G.U. Rae and Ghost United

2007

up

Starks your bleeding

Nah, his blood fucked my white leather up
Ten G's down the drain
Yo hurry up, we got to get him up
Get the sheets son, let's

got another three in the mattress by the atlas
Put us on the map with the cake, yeah
At least that's what we thought
No, not me, nigga, we get

of old,
To the city of Immortals,
Marble white and purest gold.

I see the gods in battle rage on high
Thunderbolts across the sky.
I cannot move, I cannot

splintered|Into sorry Hemispheres||They sat a while in silence|Then they turned at last to me|'We will call you Cygnus|The god of Balance you shall be'||[V.

glass, three inches cracked down, Mac in between
cut school, got paid slingin' crack to the dean
seen a heemy head blow turn back to a fiend
Capone,