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be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red We like that fuckin green, papers what I said Big Moe wassup, in
came, you saw, you wanted more and more Hide in the cage, under the bed It doesn't matter, you are dead! Burning your body, turn it into dust! Repeat
mouth And you kiss the pearly fangs divine Happy that your end is swift The weeping virgin cries in bliss The snake and priestess, they are one
Oh I wake up in the morning can't get out of bed What a terrible aching in my head I'm pulling up the sheet shutting out the light But not today,
blinding lights burning down I'll do whatever you want Just don't make me go outside Playin' with fire and gas Wonderin' where my limits are I don't care if
My pockets are fatty my soul burning lumber I lost all my bread but now it gone double This water I got River not puddle Yall softer then pudding You
I'm a demon, I'm a demon I'm a demon, yeah I'm a demon, I'm a demon I'm a demon, yeah I'm a demon Got you in my bed, yeah, now it's heated I'm about
fight alright We are the ones to kiss you goodnight Die (die), die (die), time goes by We will shoot out all of your lights Show me a clue, maybe give me
over and done The coming of the man The Lawless One The Man of Sin The end composer Eyes are burning red The Lawless one Behind the hood The great
many, oh Look at them, woah Colors, colors, colors, colors There's like a million red, blue and green And that's just three Two heads are better than one
Fireflies When I close my eyes I'm there again Feel the summer wind that fanned the flame And you are right there by my side Beneath the blood red
time to retaliate Now do or die, the devils are right ahead He rushes by, a shot and the floor is red Falling in pain, he cries out in agony Feeling
You were there on the scene of a washed up movie queen Stood in lines, by design I was caught up in between You were right, I was silent
seen History repeat Controls defeated by freedom and peace Read em and weep The cards have been dealt we're walking through hell Concerned with curve
Outfit shining bluer than the blue sky Talk shit, monkey boys hit the drive-by Pussy boy, thinking you are hella fly Monkey boys put you down, say
ever since life been a gamble My life been in shamble Double edge sword burning both sides of the candle "But Cris, you can't handle the truth"
The night will see the future Don't you know by now The long and lonely night, I finally see the light Like a demon's dream, lights burning
When The Bees Are In The Hive - Bill Monroe (Bryan/Mills) By the mill stream sits the Miller's pretty daughter Her cheeks are like the first red
Bathe myself in that city light The dance floor's calling me I'm not going home tonight To that empty bed So I’ll drink and fight 'til the streets run red
I was dreaming of you Are you ever coming home Shadows in my room Make me scared to be alone There's something in the dark It's clouded by the fog
on read Oh if I was a walking red flag Maybe you'd have liked me better? And if I broke down when you left Maybe you would've felt better? Oh is it an ego
I'll take the black, take the navy and red No other man has ever, ever had quite this effect I sleep alone cause there's no room in my bed For any other
Jealous I am, he rests his head Tucked in tight beneath your garden bed The bastard got his eye for eye When he snuck up to the bed you lay And avenged his
In the garden The devil roams Sends electric Through my bones Better call a doctor We're dealing with a madman Lay my body on a bed of stone From
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