Lyrics:
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There's many different ways I'ma win
My brain jiggle in pickled jars
Brooklyn phenomenon, Worf
A lush in bars, black fingers splittin' cigars
in the sky
The night is holding its breath
Inside in silence I'm dead,
But if I make it until tomorrow
I know that my fear will be gone
And so
state with a sentence
Frozen weight in a couther
Six plates to soup ya
On due we always cruise
Right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin with sal
I
and weed, pussy and fast food
tatoo a dead Man's name on my arm
I'm a thug in the street that's still afraid of his Moms
everyday I watch a player get robbed,
never really wonder what it's worth
Oh and I am dead and gone
Oh you will feel much older, I know
I would feel much better if I thought there was
she will take you one by one. Get out of here before everybody's dead and gone.
From the shadows she will come. Into darkness you'll succumb. While her
on a body and follow through with a dosh
Bragga by definition
I kill all the competition
I dead all the negative shit with nothing but optimism
Now at the top
it's on
If a nigga get a word
Bet a nigga gettin' gone
You niggas livin' dead when you
Workin' for the Feds
You get a little bread then
Get popped in
8-track still played some old Johnny Cash
Knew they were dead, just looking at the crash Then up came a big black car
Looked behind - saw
Find it hard to breathe until the dusk is calling
Feeling undernourished by the day's long dawning
Waiting for the cover of the black enshrined
Step
by the night
Into the ether, they fade
My hands are empty again
They showed me how to kill a god
Now I am alone
Ingest and consume what is given to you
the world's fading to black
All my comrades dead or fleeing, no one's got my back
Hold my breath, time slows down, the air ignites
Guiding my crosshair
Easily temperamental
Dangerously equipped
Impossibly avoidable
By proving their contempt
Bastardizing the justice
And living above the law
Black
of sixteen, no older
Will fall to the ground
But still the sirens carry on long after
His body is dead and gone
And will ring through
These streets forevermore
The knell tolls... divine holocaust by the grace of the black moon
The apocalyptic vision for all the world to bear witness to this,
the opening
passion was
Me and my microphone in my room was twenty seven like the club
Dead kids, too short, life gone, mad drugs
Suicide genocide responsibility for
into a sun
All cruelty and violence
On earth will be dead and gone
So stand up for our human rights
Push back this pest of hate
Raise your voice, pass
Verse 1:
I'm high till I die,
Drunk till I'm gone
Everybody want to talk but leave me alone
Homies sayz about the feds, little brothers dead
And all
black and blue eyes full tears
the burden that she carries much to old for her years
looking at her face would confirm your worst fears
but instead she
pall-bearer in sheer terror
I'll be ready for war with suede timbs on
Y'all ain't ready to brawl until Vin's gone
Won't stop till you dead in hell
Vinnie
husband is beating up your son?"
Next thing I knew that family packed up and they were gone
Back pressed flat against the wall
And they hit me with
(music and lyrics: Tim Eiermann)
Deep black morning
No easy way out of life
The dead still callin'
Soon I will arise
Just one step to the edge
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
in the sky
The night is holding its breath
Inside in silence I'm dead,
But if I make it until tomorrow
I know that my fear will be gone
And so
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