Lyrics:
Easily temperamental
Dangerously equipped
Impossibly avoidable
By proving their contempt
Bastardizing the justice
And living above the law
Black
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
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
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
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
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
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?
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
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
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
cuz of His grace
I gotta momma that still prays
All them nights that she was up late
I'm only here because of her faith
Shoulda been dead sleep
In my
a semi auto, we keep at it, dat rat-a-tat-tat
Tell dem niggas back back, in bat black we blat-blat
Don’t miss that target, dead on a dollar, I spot it
a sun
All cruelty and violence
On earth will be dead and gone
Solo: both / both / Mike / both
So stand up for our human rights
Push back this pest
MISSIN'
FIRIN' UP WEED TILL THE EARLY MORNIN'
IT'S A LIL BIT LONLEY SINCE MY GIRL IS GONE
GOT MY SO CALLED ENEMIES
YEA IM BACK
AND YOU COP SUCKA FUCKAS
How you gonna chat about the dead? Are you gone in that head
Course you are, That is what YOU said
I ain't mentioned names yet, but you're lucky I
sumn
man I'm from the rich and I'm puttin on
got alotta homies that are dead and gone
never made it off the curb side
big bank bringin birds by
copped
an eye
Me nuh see no wrong
Bwoy affi dead
Me nuh nice and a live suh long
Shoot me a shoot fi me life
Me nuh video man
Yow
Blood affi run
Mother
Said likkle pussy weh deh deh
When Hennessey pop ready fi chat
Lift him head like the Hennessey cap
Off of the Hennessey black (rah)
Right now me hungry
over my name
Don't make me grab you by the neck
And choke you til it's black
You lack realness and beg for
Attention on your tracks
Worms in and worms
hiding like frame
(hiding like frame)
They want me gone cause I'm black
And I'm not Democrat and I'm fye when I rap
You know to be hatin' that
Call me
I start the night with a 175
And by the end of the
Party I'm probably barely alive
I'm probably spittin on your floor
Ain't no way I could drive
So if
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