Lyrics:
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
drinks the life-blood from the feebled man.
Empty bodies, soul-drained by the vrigin queen.
Finally given the pleasure to die.
She aligns the hate
by if you die by the gun? Bang
Paris 1798430, my soul's in hiding
That's where a brotha be hidin' 'til he get his due
Paris 1798430, my soul's in
We met in the fall
He was touching my hair
When he told me
He’s falling in love
The time wasn’t right
But I left him come in
By the fire
BATDR Lyrics
Revive my soul
It’s heavy don’t you know
Revive my soul
It’s heavier than gold
He’s a
Black widow
Spinning in YOUR head
The Demon’s out
of porn cunts
my father left me torn up
he left me deffinetly a man now haunted
3 cornered jack n the thorns spread upset with a children of the corn head
know the code
I got another verse for you non believers try it decode
I'm like a thick stack yadi klippa I never fold
My soul still off the market I
Stepped in the water to see if it was cold
It chilled by body but not my soul
Said He's a mighty God
Hey He's a mighty God
Well He's a mighty God yeah
I wish someone would find me,
And help me gain control.
Before I loose my reason,
And my soul
He's King Midas with a curse.
He's King Midas in
beware of these dogs with haunted soul's inertia
I've got an awful alter ego that I'm callin me amigo, yea we do whatever he want as my honored antihero
rocks
Can't wait to light a spliff when I get back to my garage
Stockton with assist the way I'm flipping by the cost
Pack through the mail it touchdown
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
and to and through
As he spilt out his words he was going back and forth and back and forth
He was listing off my sins one by one
And the thing was he was telling
asked us all just to choose Him though
Cursed the flesh so that resurrection
Would still redeem the soul
In life forever brought by the Spirit
You should
tan, middle of the Summer, twistin' up, sittin' in a Hummer
I got shot by an undercover but I bounced back and I still recovered
Walk around I got
one
Free my nigga hot
He made a shank
Look like a whole gun
cin't no pretty picture
Bitch it's ugly where I stay
Yo advance in a duffle
Couple
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
to sleep
I pray the Lord
My soul to keep
If I should die
Before I wake
I pray the Lord
My soul to take
Now I lay me
Down to sleep
I pray the Lord
My soul
up out that jungle, the woods, the bushes
I had to dig deep in my soul to find the words
Cause i can't describe the pain if the feelin don't hurt
If
is worthy of
My soul He is worthy of
My life He is worthy of
Worthy is the Lamb
Lord I love you what I'm gonna do is let it be known
let it be shown by
DRIVEN BY THE DEVIL
Uh-u-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-a-haaa
Yahoo!
When I was a little kid
I let the devil buy my soul
Uh-yeah
He bought it for
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
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