Here I am, through the gloom stare Again in hunger, and thirst for something new Tonight - my hunger I'll please... Your presence makes my pulse increase
And open up the path to the forbidden hades My dark desires My dark desires My dark desires My dark desires Satan - take my soul to hell I must burn
walk with heavy feet My head sunk down below I have made up my mind It's time to end this life Then peace I will find Walking down to my funeral The
visions reveal before me Nightfall embraces my hateful cries As I fullfil my dark desires My dark desires My dark desires My dark desires My dark desires Satan Take my
to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches
Left the city, my mama, she said don't come back home. These kids round killing each other, they lost their minds, they gone. They quitting school, making
that I live Through the night, I was his, it was right, but I did My ups, and downs, my slips, my falls My trials and tribulations, my heart, my balls My mother, my
my purpose to toil harder Tryin' to make good off my honor 'Til a hater really make me a martyr Kiss my, gonna miss my daughters Hope I taught my seeds proper I love my
kin I ride your bed at night An incubus so vile My work is seen throughout The smoke of funeral pyres Black rats do my work Punishment begins Cover your
will answer (My music box) (My music box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My
fall out the car and try to crawl with one arm I'm 'bout to lose it all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow wonder would they even call? When
man, disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missiles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my
My features form with a change in the weather Weekend, we can work it out My features form with a change in the weather Weekend, we can work it out When
to my heart The beat of the drum is the fear of the dark My features form with a change in the weather Weekend, we can work it out My features form
He say, she say, brothers be yapping Running they mouths and don't even know what happened Just for conversation you run your lip And now my man got problems
Since I been peein' straight, striaght crime's been my mindstate Proud to be a petty thief ever since four feet But I make dis records so rappers would
I will be holdin' back my scripture's in the dark Deep rooted soldier inside my soul Uncontrollable temper like The Hulk's My wife don't like my album