An abyssal zone ME BRULENT, MAUDIT I KNOW It IS The INSANE LOVE I SHIVER OF HIS FINGERS ON MY NECK YES I KNOW It IS The INSANE LOVE WHEN IT I SPEAK To ME PUTS »
Forbidden Dance (L'Amour Fou)
The Myth of Red
by Sasha Lazard
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As well as the abyss-like sea.
In my veins the wildest river,
And every growing tree.
A visitor in a void with forest-capped fields
Climbing »
Astral and Arcane
Cosmic Genesis
by Vintersorg
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what are we celebrating
There's always something not to miss
Diving back in the abyss
And it gets so very stale
But tomorrow's a new tale
In »
Frolic Room
Don't Tread on Me [Bonus Track]
by 311
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Wonderful dark world
Unnormally zone born by human
Dark walks through streets
Terror...Death...Plague...Clearence...
Last seconds of life, falling into »
Unnormally Zone
Live Extermination
by Yattering
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you want to flow;
what you want to do?
How can I be in the zone like this, gone like this?
How can I break the obsession?
In the middle of it »
Questions
Death Row Archives: The Soundtracks
by Tech N9ne
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zones
There is no guarantee
So we live fast some die young
We smoke our family trees
hey fool its the L O to the see
Livin life in the fast lane or so »
Family Trees
Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop
by Kottonmouth Kings
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Deadlocked in the zone, we prone to dip into the unknown
Quick to flip if one trip, first we break bread, then break heads
Look at all the people »
Hittin Curves
7
by Syntyst
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Infrared beamers keep ya posse on my penis
Now it's on wicked in this da link a mid to west flex
The abyss to this bitch who dis this click
Bliss is hangin' »
Now It's On
Vintage Tech
by Tech N9ne
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killa sin known for makin niggaz reach for the stars
this terrorist, lyricist in the mist of the abyss
canibus, evangelist, i impulse with metal »
The Worst
Shut 'Em Down
by Onyx
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baby, ooh ooh
(Dippin' in the ride, swervin' in the ride)
(Dippin' in the ride, swervin' in the ride)
Hittin' curves
Deadlocked in the zone, we prone »
Hittin' Curves
Dichotomy A
by Grits
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is queen alone in the human zone, dethroned the king unpure.
The masses were assured, she fought without a sword.
She regained their hope »
Crimson
Crimson
by Edge of Sanity
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