Murder ascends it's beautiful face and sides with me Everlasting sound is sweet All I wanted to not be alone But still you always leave me I want your
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murder ascends it's beautiful face and sides with me. everlasting sound is sweet. all i wanted, to not be alone, but still you always leave me. i want
I am a murderer Only the dead souls know I'm alive They want me to lie down by their side These are the demons that passed through my life That killed
Death Row Three wheel motion, comin' through coastin' Who's that nigga in the G-ride screamin' out ?M O B? Nigga we ride I hit the charts like a stick-up kid Number
you got dranks Crist' by the box Twist' do you got smokes Well I got 'dro, now baby we can roll Do it like a gangsta, creepin' like a murderer Strapped
role like you so hard and you get plucked nigga I got a k, but with two q.p.'s, I'm goin' in, Through the front door on clarence go through the back
fuckin' crew Nigga, live by yo rep, 'cause we ain't takin' shit When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' empty this clip Nigga, live by yo rep, 'cause we ain
crew) Chorus (4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we ain't takin shit When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon empty this clip (Round live by you rep cause you
is a place for heathens Into that darkness fires illuminate Grotesquely swollen by the heat A half-burned corpse hanging naked A stream is poisoned by
the juggernaut. The line is delicate. The spaces have always been created by the gentle and caring, To be later filled by bullies and egotists. We can
perfect metaphor for hung juries Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me Carpet by
's no physical evidence you existed when your ashes get pissed on, no one remembers A bitch kid, i determine you'll be eaten by vermon, german cockroaches squirmin through
the carcass, now we're full. lie to not disrupt the balance, it balances We're all fake We want to understand the point, let us drive it through your naive head murdered by
I had a friend, they murdered his father and his three year old son I heard him cursin' the essence of the, the committed the crime But ah, murder got
[Foreign Content] Feel this To all those races, colors and creeds, every man bleeds For the countless victims and all their families Of the murdered,
swept away by the tide By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride [Verse 16: W.C.] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne Chewed up in them Carolina
Swap Meet Worldwide, get swept away by the tide By G's, and BG's, O.G's, its time to RIIIIDE! [WC] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne? Trued
