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by the wrath of my hammer
Making their heads all explode with fury
Vanquish the forces of doom in a glorious fight

On the wings of a rainbow
Out

Tempted

Kero One

Windmills of the Soul: Instrumentals

Mad geeked he says peace and ends the conversation with that
Not sure what to expect, but that?s the beauty perhaps
So I rush out of my crib followed by

The Cobbler

The Clancy Brothers

The Best of the Clancy Brothers [Columbia/Legacy]

1994

It's forty long years I have traveled
All by the contents of me pack
Me hammers, me awls and me pinchers
I carry them all on me back

Oh, my wife

up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts

cycle,
With Bold 3-in-1,

30 degrees on twice,
I, like,

To make sure that,
My ting’s clean,

LS7 Leeds,
To WV,
Trinity,

Because my Ps are
Diversified by

it
Like, ever since I was Young
Money was mandatory
I was lovin' (Love &) Hip Hop like Stevie J
Mills came when they put the camera's on me
Got hammers

Come on!

The hot blades will cut the souls
The liver will be eaten by crows
Sharp needles, huge hammers, blunt saws.
You’ll feel pain, i suppose.

numbers
Except they're not vermin
They're all monsters
Now the fifth fleet needs me to come tag in?
I'd rather kick back
Drink mead by the flagon
I've never

move slow
We stick to the code
New whips outside
Don't even matter where we go
All you should know is that
We finna slide
Know we gone slide
No man by

just this sickness
'Cause to all Infected, yeah it's all our business
We are unified by the blood we've spilled that's staining the snow
Our hearts have

& Nesquik
Mix a hit record on an SSL desk, quick
I’m Destro, you some Cobra Commanders
My snare drums get frequently mistaken for hammers
Beats By Palumbo,

on our fingers,
You ain't made a name I call you dingus,


say yum,
Say Guap - guap - guap,
Niggas trade blows like Swap Shop,
First blood drop but it

mess-age rhymes
"Can't Truss It, " "Shut 'em Down
" call it what you want it
They made a day fit for a king
By the time we got to Arizona
Tomorrow's a long

[CB and Cam] Uh, uh, yo, yeah

[CB] Yeah, Funkmaster Flex, final chapter
[Cam] Yeah, it's Killa Cam baby
[CB] Volume Three
[Cam] Killa Cam, Harlem

Color of trust ain't the one that posted the flag on their truck
Going brick by brick
Feel a loose one creeping on me
Three sides call it treason
Skimming

If you go to bed you might find Fred
Call Freud if annoyed with the
Thoughts in your head
The nightmares that you share
Come from sexual leering
Fuck

No Justice No Peace
Prosecute the racist police
No Justice No Peace
Prosecute the racist police

I'm starting to feel I got ptsd
Seen Too much blood

and make the call
Who the fuck want war Set you up with Allah
Who the fuck want war Like an all out brawl
Who the fuck want war Y'all don't want none
Who

on that alkaline
It ain't sweet shawdy this ain't no clementine
Dripped in blood since the Lord put his life on line
They couldn't touch me like hammer time

Put the cut on the work with machetes like Danny Trio

He want three zips, I sold him a triplet, bitch that's a trio
Shit talking when I step in

loyal, I'm done
They can't call my phone now
Told you once before
I'm feelin' like that I'm not wrong now
I got the heart of a slime
I would've been

Intro (Streetz)

Blood gang no suwhoo
Gang gang gang gang gang 

These n****s rather war than check a bag, wow
Where they do that at man

Me

Ride or Get Rode On

Suge Knight Represents

Suge Knight Represents: Chronic 2000

1999

an amuzement park
You sneak a ride on our ridahs and I, kill killers
Some hardcore like Keith, on all hammers, on three-wheelers
Niggas get destroyed battlin

Hero or God, doesn't matter
Your fate is the same in this night
Blood and guts they will splatter
And you will die by my sword

Ain't your typical