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pages remain
Once I'd wished we grow old so
Still holding hands and sharing tender kisses
Walking side by side through the final pages
Without pondering

They'll mourn you with the sun

Chaos will bloom
Represent doom
Begin anew

So say goodbye
To your old life
Determined by
The chance to rise
And though

history's mistakes we celebrate with the flame
Worshipping the latest god at a temple made from a million skulls
Poisoned by the system Devil by design

Transcendental journey to the Underworld
I slither through spheres and waters age-old
Inwards, downwards to meet with my shadow Self
through depths

I!
Feel so tired, of being the one who falls
While you walk away, chanting your same old song!

CAN!
You feel the flames? Fire's pumping through my

World Gone Mad

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

Slide you inside the cremation chamber
The system of erasing your existence, with flames of nature
Freebase and angel dust is danger, euthanasia
Methods

tall as the flames leap high
The green knight holds the holly bush
To mark where the old years passes by
I can see the lights in a distance
Trembling in

the same

And old flames burn out
Then return
Ashes fall
As fire learns
Candles in hand
Everyone waits their turn

Yet two red hands
In cuffs demand
That

Iron of the earth
Tempered by the flame
Grinding the bastards down
This is where it ends

We who have suffered
The hell that you've made
Smash your

that motherfucker tho
fake friends lookin for ends i don’t fuck w those
two sides to mind i like to juxtapose
busting flows since i was 12 years old
my

Tearing out, tearing out pieces
Of me, to replace the broken broken pieces of you
Looking for a patch, but my pockets empty
I'm surprised by the fact that

Late last night, I was going through some old things
then i saw a picture of you, my best friend
It reminded me of days when you were mine
You had

Gangsta Vocabulary

Threat

Bad Newz Travels Fast

1997

But that's another episode of another whole entirely different segment
I'm zooin, crocodiles bite my styles chewin
Their style is played out, old

Death Metal

Possessed

Seven Churches

Piercing your ears
With a horrible sound
Casting my elusive stare
Lucifer laughs 
His needs are fulfilled
The flames are now burning hot
Bodies are

and scam just to get the dough
Play with the bread
I'll flame your head like Bam Bam Bigelow
Really run this shit
Every goddamn nigga know
If it ain't my

the wheels

Bust ya, slash ya, we still thick like plaster

There's always potential full-on scale disasters

In the rec' [?] narrowly missin'

My camp be

Sparring Minds

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword

2002

the wheels
Bust ya, slash ya, we still thick like plaster
There's always potential full-on scale disasters
In the rec' [?] narrowly missin'
My camp be

The game abuse it, it's pain in music
But this year, wrist wear remains the bluest
I get lame and lose it, beef? Came to do it
Aim and shoot it, flames

and timbs
I don't walk with a clock yo my flavor's within
I been an old hater man get off my lawn
My rap kings are greater you're just rocking with pawns
We

Climb deep into my mind 
Show me the light
Fix me

I can see through your lies
I can see in your eyes
The menace disguised as a dream
By the propaganda

Backpackers, aunties, old heads, meemaws they hold the shields
Yahwah, Buddha, Krishna would you hold us dear?
Karma is a bitch, and death is her sword
Black,

the spot
American idol
I've told you
Many many times
You my new thang
Ain't felt this in awhile
It's a new flame
Look myself in the mirror
I understand that

seems
Plucked each petal
one by one
I've seen this one before
just another rerun
This perfect match in my brain
Couldn't hold a candle to your old flame

flames.
Just like a sad poet with no pains.
These reflections listening to my
Poco favorite band.
Insistently pressing my mind,
something gone in lack.