our souls are replaced with ghosts and demons Hollow This is a beautiful ending letA's drown in our own blood This is a beautiful ending letA's drown in our own blood
It's the blood, there is something in the blood? i'm not mad, i just feel like killing you... ?i've been trying to tell you how i felt so wonderful ?i
can cop her, a two thousand and three Make her smile, when she sees Spre's I can get you on CD's, and DVD's Take you to Bebe's and B.C.B.G.'s I can get
It's close to midnight, and something evil's lurking in the dark Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream,
to be a good father to your only son But now who's gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? Tell me who's gonna dream
sticks and their slugs Yeah, but we got a promise to keep Once and for all, something tells me the tide'll be turnin' Once and for all, there's a fire
, your gun's on the ground you pick it up You slip in a pool of blood and you can't get up You think it's over, you think it's all your fault Then you
fire, We came to claim our victory, And I roll with a harder pen, I might start a trend, Beat down a wack MC cause you know there's a lot of them, Wait
eyes And he is on a horse a horse a horse With a train of smoke behind its hooves And I must say from my depths I have seen a story emerge from a cloud
a thousand bee stings to kill a man (MC Don't Know How To Pluralize Word(s)) That is a lot of bee (MC Confusing) There's more blood than a rubber hose
world With dyed hair and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand empty
rap music yo It's not a song, it's a goddamn bomb fittin' to blow They not a group, they a motherfuckin' gang for sho' More than a gang, we more like a
here want to sleep with me. I'm really a nice guy, it's really not Satan... It's me it's not Satan let's all be happy he's not here say fuck Satan
we commercialize it's to enterprise We guarantee to sell a hundred mil before we die But jerry is broke, that's the situation Nine-seven, it's like no more
walk through these doors. I see the face from thousands of nights before. And the light in their eyes makes it more than it's ever been before. Our blood
the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz [Announcer
be danged if the rain ain't pourin' down Something's smokin' underneath the hood There's a bangin' and a clangin' and it can't be good And it's another
about you touch grams I'm coming through your window something like, Brother Man It's just who we are, if I see yar, it's E.R Vacay in D.R., shirt and
