Lyrics:
Beagle, mined on the Moon
Listened as Gafka′s folk fertilized fans with their tune
Once did I meet with a grief-stricken pilot
A courier who carried
stricken plains
I do believe, it is our fate to reside here
Away from the mountains of youth and safety
In a fragile meadow
Woman, I see you bloom in this
mind is made up
You're coming back no more
And just to show you I'm not stricken with the hate disease
I only hope you find a better me
Ha!
The love's
Though stricken blind
You'll regrow your eyes in no time and come from behind
But the Black Road stretches up from Koliver
And the creatures that walk it
A broken paradigm
My mind is obsolete
Conscience-stricken nights
This is my last frontier
Outshined
I wave my soul goodbye
Outshined
I'm not that
the first-born are stricken down
A mangled omen of your demise
I seek the comfort of memory
I'm given the pain of a bastard child
Stricken with tragedy
Portraits of my younger self line
Ignite the blood to burn like fire
Stricken by the plectrum
Their ouds' strings deftly played
Filled the air with songs
That spread throughout the glade
surface
A grief stricken anatomy resides below
Its cities and streets have been choked
By clouds of black ash and smoke
The trade has been made and we will
these losses that lay slain before me.
O' almighty earth, what have you done?
Ripping away all that it is dear,
Stricken grievance forevermore.
as they lived, so they died
Bonnie and Clyde
Love-stricken renegades, an outlaw's life to crave
In years of hunger when life took more than it gave
A gang
Territorial allegiance
Global detestation
Numbed by constant death
Trauma stricken stare
Demonized by elites
Programmed through conflict
Nurtured by opposition
night's an unknown trip until the crack of dawn
Mournful, hopeless, entirely withdrawn
Longing for more
Efforts in vain
Stricken down as madness prevails
No
to the paradise
Realisation
There's no chance of liberation
As we collide as one
The end has begun
Stricken down
In agony you moan
Prey to a demonic saint
Kneel
erregen (eh-eh)
Sondern damit ihr versteht, was Rap für 'n Wert hat in mei'm Leben
Nix mit Hobby, Dicker, Thema ist nicht lesen oder stricken
Ich nehm'
sticking
Bandanas covered the stricken
Many of my niggas ain't niggas
The story was written by the corrupted who's only goal is to oppress
If I ain't
And their consequences dangling
We came upon a stricken ship
That must have once been splendid
The captain as he died said "Boys,
Our revels now are
Poverty-stricken, hot wings was kickin' (woo)
Grew up with God and grew up with nada
Ain't that a bitch? So I married the too
Spiritual folks don't eat good
that all times
The only thing that I know more than pain, is pain and me never dying
Poverty stricken and headed to prison
Running because
of lean
Having a case of flashbacks, of the good time
But then I remember, it wasn't no good time
Just poverty stricken, and kicking it in the hood time
that all times
The only thing that I know more than pain, is pain and me never dying
Poverty stricken and headed to prison
Running because
AGAIN
ALL HOPES WITHER
TERROR STRICKEN
YOUR EYES WIDE OPEN FIXED ON ME
A MALICIOUS GRIN
FROM ELATION WITHIN
THE PLEASURE TO TAKE YOUR LIFE AWAY
...
Stricken by that Mighty Mite
Justify all rule books
in their mind
I feel the most
important time will be gone and
after all they're all dead
Taking
poverty stricken
Residue stained dishes
Clean that off, you gotta eat
Time wait's never, green presidential
Presidential Rollies
Take one sniff of Sax 5th
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