Lyrics:
yeah
My strap is black and hot like coffee, yeah
I'm goin' fast, you can't stop me, yeah
Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah
I used to want
went and built theirs from the floor up
How the hell you gon' get me on your album and not show up
How the hell could you slow us
Got by myself nothing
words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
Yeah it's a picture; yeah it's a job
Maybe that's why I do it so odd
Walk around just like I was god
Kick it so live, when I'm with the gods
Freeway
cordura y mi razón
Y entre tantas otras cosas
Te regalo esta canción
Te extraño
Written by Ozkar Luna
Rap Written by Insurgente Kilo
And these days, the most meaningless word is "why"
And these days, the time just seems to creep on by
Creep on by
Once upon a forgotten time
They were in
all
Who are y'all
Popped another pill, super calm
Right into my palm
Dose another drug, what the fuck
So confusing dog)
I swear I don't wanna remember
folded its branches around me.
Something passed by, and I went into a dream.
She laughing and weeping at once: "take me away".
I don't know how or why
reporters
Start a lawsuit, I'll kill your lawyers
Fuck the soft shit and fuck what y'all think
My album's gold cause my album was the bomb, shit
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
This is music to be murdered by
Got a premonition
I feel the end is near
The beauty starts to fade
My joy has turned to pain
I hear the symphony
true colors as they give your neck a slit
While listening to an album that was written by the sick!
I'm bringing back the evilness into the Horror scene
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
The Imperium Marches Against Gul-Kothoth, Then Dark Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown (recounted on the second Bal-Sagoth album
the pain to survive
I must train the pain to survive
Yea
I
Get it by any means
I
Dream ima be the king
Why
We don't see any change
We all from the struggle
over little tweaks nobody gon' notice but me
Just to put an album out and nobody notice but me
I ain't even been posting these days cause why
When you
refuse, am I trippin' and confused?
Y'all coulda took me off the album but have still have yet to do?
Ah, nah, maybe it's the truth
Had the numbers
on favors
Life ain't nothing but a vapor
I'm just a product of my maker
If it comes to that, you can leave it me
Being me is hard, but it's easy for me
Ain't
through this tracklist
Sorry for those that's been asking
"Why has the album been absent?"
Hope I don't lose none of you, but if do, rather few than
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