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Ruled by shovel and axe
Now nothing left behind
By the people but their tracks
With a sad heart
Behind a painted smile
When it fell apart
He chose to stay

yall act
Crows pick to the bone
Burn you into ash with brimstone
Don't test dummy guaranteed to crash foot pedal smashed to the floor
Didn't you know Red

Hatchet Execution

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

1 Less G in da Hood

2001

Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's

pass
But when he walked by and I saw his as....h coloured eyes
Well it was like a dream...oh yes it was
Now my dreams are lying in broken bits
And I know

Bro does my hair need a cut or what?
I wish I could stop it like, "that's enough!"
I wanted a glow up, this shit makes me throw up
Surrounded by

Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with

the front door all night willing you to come
And he said, "It's supposed to be fun turnin' twenty-one"

Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd

This is a RJ-D2, Justus League production
Brought to you by Phonte, DJ Flash
Rapper Big Pooh and

Sick fluin' you, breakin niggas
Electric Boogalo,

a businessman
He just hit me like get this album finished
So I asked for some love from ol' kupyd
These bars they not new shit
Just reused a couple and the rest

no hoe 
Bitch yeah 
I’m getting my bread 
I don’t care bout no bitch 
Fuck the feds, I’m just getting head 
By a bitch named 
Lucy 
I’m on my boosie

smug expression, sitting firmly on the throne
Reminiscing former glories, take a sip from this cup of bones
Endless honours, endless praise - Well

He wanna know something bout makin' it real
He think about alcohol every minute
He practice to the bone he practice in his mind
He wrestle with

June on the West Coast

Bright Eyes

Letting Off the Happiness

1998

hurts that he's still shaking from those secrets that were told
By a car closed up too tight and a heart turned cold

And I went to San Diego,

The Liberation of Destiny

Solefald

In Harmonia Universali

man with glasses, he rules the nations
The old man with glasses, makes scream out of bones
He rules the nations, Liberation of Destiny
He rules

the pain control your life
Act on your desire to bleed
Rip the flesh from bone
Watch the rot consume you
We are all just vessels made from ash
Let the rot

shatters this broken home
So the crow lands on your porch
He sees your bourbon poured
He watched me scatter from the ash and smoke then I
I
I awoke
Walked

Hes coming in real hot, a suited up hot shot.
He comes for that Monday meat.
A running rotation of high expectations
Spinning above the breakdown.

his choppa in a vid
He need a cereal swap
This shit by us and it's for us
Like it's fubu nigga
Raccs jus hit me said come thru I got a new stu nigga
We

cash
Droppin my top just to dump out the ash
Wrestle with work like my name Kevin Nash
Let me take it back just for two minutes
Fourteens and the nines,

I used to do in the past
Now we through playing, we playing with cash
Droppin my top just to dump out the ash
Wrestle with work like my name Kevin

I don't know how to give a fuck

I don't know how to give a fuck
No wonder this album fucking sucks
So many bars it's all to much
When there is

was only thinking of you!

Lucy

Your Lucy! 
A crazy hag picking bones and rotten spuds out of alley ash cans! 
Would you have wanted to know that

said he's got a drop
I'm over there, don't say a word
And if I get knicked, I know the ting
Don't say a word i can sell lyrics now
What's your budget for

Fantastic 4

Big Punisher

The Professional

1998

two bones and two phones in each rover
We all relaxed and any beef we over-reactin
Peace to lorey actins, but I get buck wild like corey jackson
Playin'