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Hellfire Club

Imelda May

Tribal

2014

There's a place by the woods, up on the hill
Looking over at the liffey
It's hidden away, a secret den just outside Dublin City
A house of sin

Jackie

Scott Walker

The Best of Scott Walker [Philips]

1970

want to be
Locked up inside my opium den
Surrounded by some china men
I'd sing the song that I sang then
About the time they called me "Jackie"

Jackie

Scott Walker

It's Raining Today: The Scott Walker Story (1967-70)

1996

want to be
Locked up inside my opium den
Surrounded by some china men
I'd sing the song that I sang then
About the time they called me "Jackie"

to survive“
he fucks up your brain by using fear“
end the reign
cut the threat
fearless in the face of the death
cut the threat
the devil will drag you to hell

the victim
This ain't just another day we on a mission
By the time we fuck up the venue they goin know
They witnessed Somethin

To knock em all up out they

dey life yea it's on sight 
Won't even get to see dey son grow 
Thought u had enough den da devil give u one mo 
Will we ever get da peace we deserve

I Talk My shit... talk my shit... talk my shit... aye 

Talk like you bout it bitch you not a steppa
Jump out a body get sent to the devil
Niggas be

By an anger I'm gripped,
My mind's full of the crime,
With a cruelty its sipped,
With a greed to rogue dime

Well, I am villain!
Afraid of me!
Well, I

ett glas grapefruktjuice
Sjungande The Gräsänkling blues

Min fru har rest till Mölle till Mölle by the sea
Hon for för fjorton dar sen och jag kände

I'll get a house and n den I'll get a Benz
Bitch amma keep on hustliiiinnn'

Bad boy they call me a griffin
Devils around but we chilling
Studio we up

Yow, We inah di mad box, black rass, grab dat

Hmmmm

Yow Celes

Ye man talk to dem

Kill we kill boy fi less zeen

Yow!

Born by mi self suh mi nuh

Yow, We inah di mad box, black rass, grab dat

Hmmmm

Yow Celes

Ye man talk to dem

Kill we kill boy fi less zeen

Yow!

Born by mi self suh mi nuh

Yow, We inah di mad box, black rass, grab dat

Hmmmm

Yow Celes

Ye man talk to dem

Kill we kill boy fi less zeen

Yow!

Born by mi self suh mi nuh

Yow, We inah di mad box, black rass, grab dat

Hmmmm

Yow Celes

Ye man talk to dem

Kill we kill boy fi less zeen

Yow!

Born by mi self suh mi nuh

I’m still the captain of my soul
My body as a bait
But yet I still feel so…

There’s a devil by side
Mocking your voice and crying
Biting its sharp

How I'm Livin'

Jeru the Damaja

Wrath of the Math

1996

my mom's vaginal
Cavity, now I'm surrounded by creeps and freaks
Had to watch my back in the New York streets
Fly, like an aeroplane, more powerful

airport is the devil’s den
If so, you’re fucking stupid and that’s evident
But it’s a discussion through internet chats
And conspiracy shows that try

the neighbor
I dare to share myself, I know self-wealth
A peace of mind, that’s a peace of mine that I felt
Word to my Granddaddy, live from The Den
Where I make

As the cannons roared the morning mists
Made way for death and pain
As fifty one thousand brave young men
Were never seen again
Yet late at night near Devil's Den

but you showed me
I was sick and you proceeded to heal the Man
Still the devil trying to kill a man
By your spirit and your word you purify me from

From them to grow they wings
This that hezi
In and out
Cross cross
Tween
Change speed
The real ballers got bag
Determine what they need to use
By where

the resounding of the horns.  

Down the pathway of the Devil's den 

Where the witches dance  

And sin forever rapes the child's prayer.  


Deflowering

(Ugh)
had to put everything on me

Ain't no way imma call it a day (No way)
Man the devil tried test me
Im still on the mic so I'm doing okay (Calm)
I

destroyer of worlds
I speak for the weak
Everyone who feels they don’t have a voice
Or feels put upon by others
You don’t have to feel that way anymore
I walk