Lyrics:
Total eclipse hides the Earth
The night of doom has come
Antichrist soldiers are proclaimed
To send souls to the Hell
Catastrophe
Total eclipse hides the Earth
The night of doom has come
Antichrist soldiers are proclaimed
To send souls to the Hell
Catastrophe
"Milosevic couldn't care less if Bosnia was recognized" a laughing Dr. Karadzic later told a television interviewer. He said, "Caligula proclaimed
tutti-frutti give us a kiss"
The custom man proclaimed
'Cause the world as you knew it turned upside down
And things would never be the same
The day
In my hotel room
Sounds from next door
Someone's getting laid
God's name's proclaimed
The end is on its way
Turned on ashamed
I turn up the TV
resurrection
The knife you stuck in my back
It couldn't cut through my spine
You're a self-proclaimed fiction author
But I learned to read between the lines
bein a kid addicted to basketball
To bein' an ignorent nigga addicted to alcohol
Round and round we go is how this movie would end
Self-proclaimed
faith along
While all the world proclaimed him king
Now the King is gone
And, oh, what a reign
And the crown on his head will remain
From a workin'
we're drowning in the moonlight
Oh, my love, I can explain
I was only a child in search of my own name
A rider of the storm
A mystic self-proclaimed
blues without losing something you thought was true
I can hear the questions now since journalism died somehow
The shout proclaimed: "The poison
"I heard the sound", the shout proclaimed
Now I'm here to praise poison
It's a Monday let me be mundane
How's there so much to speculate?
I can't
Reach your empty
Hands for him to hold
Up in his kingdom
Glory shall be proclaimed
Sing the song
And praise his name.
there were bright lights looking stylish in black and white for blocks
And blocks?
Some of the time, they proclaimed Ansel vapid
But they're fucking
got her heels clickin'
Name ringin' bells, ain't no such thing as self-proclaimed real niggas
Fallen on hard times
This shit is all fucked up
Take
motherfuckin' ain't
Free my brother Hank, I'll get you hit up with a rusty shank
All these self-proclaimed real niggas just a bunch of flakes
Cappin' like you
dealers
Out here, it's only us in the field with it
Rap game bunch of self-proclaimed real niggas
Mafia, what else? Welcome to the gangland
Let
the open fields of grace
No longer were you silent or afraid
Your voice was innocent and strong
As you proclaimed love's ancient song
Oh teach me how
and jesters are
The ones you can not save
The man who laughs
The man who laughs
Noble jackals are
Banished from England
Pain of death proclaimed
King
thoughts
Choking on self proclaimed asperation
Circumvent my own faults
For shadows collapse in my heart
Reckling through my sunked life
Shift a flame
Reach your empty
Hands for him to hold
Up in his kingdom
Glory shall be proclaimed
Sing the song
And praise his name.
Waitin until he catch him in the street
Roamin thugless
And Rod, the self-proclaimed anime God
By the way could sure use
A can of baked scrod
Sherman eats
Anywhere, as long as I'm with you
Last year it seemed the things we've worked for were all gonna com e to pass
One hit proclaimed that Mrs. Reid's boys
the envy of all the horde
I proclaimed myself overlord
My gilded lily gives me all this and more
I puke my guts all over the floor
I found
Reach your empty
Hands for him to hold
Up in his kingdom
Glory shall be proclaimed
Sing the song
And praise his name.
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