Lyrics:
up in the morning in war and saw
And go look for more
Weapons being prepared for nuclear war
And then when I found some no this is to god, hit
cough caught with color-drained hands
Cold-boned and numb, chest emptied by the burn of frozen breath
Still shaking
These shoulders aching
My soul still
the morning on my lonely, always have a couple on me
El Shinobi still creeping watch the bread fold, Stromboli
It be total war hammer, think he got the drop up
When Ravens Cry, for the fallen
Go West with standards high, they are calling
Our God is by our side, on this morning
Be strong When Ravens Cry, for
a flannel
Another cold run
Alternative camera
Meets a scold tongue
Conspiracy battlers theorised into ocean
Let's begin the motion grab my crow bar
And pry
Bloody red glow came into sight to brighten
Dense darkness of night up
Gods gave rise to a new war!
This war is not just a war-
Today brothers kill
and green
People smiling shootings fighting
War comes back in spring
The sun still rises thunder lightning
Hold on by a string
Love like this can hold me down
Carry my own weight I float away by igniting leaves
Stay by the fire tree wind is cold but inspiring
Everything is so tiring I don't why I lie to me
I'd
On November 14th, 1849 came a knock on the company door
It was four in the morning at the Mica Bay mine on the lake Superior shore
Bonner was
on me, as I watch time fly
Timely is the catch, as the days go by
Motivate the morning, look for peace at night
Music that I bump to, the kind that I like
won't look
I'm taking precautions
He'll get run up on eight in the morning
There's no escaping extortion
So a flame is important
Even if you ain't making
Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46
In the morning, crack of dawn and
Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye
See who's this paging me
intravenous
It's war and we fighting for inches and millimetres
Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders
If we don't give them martyrs no
Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46
In the morning, crack of dawn and
Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye
See who's this paging me
Switzerland, poor refugees
Far from the guns of war
We said goodbye to it all
They brought us in to a nurse's station
Half a mile behind the lines
Oh
Send 30 shots at your ball fitted
Nigga I'm all with it
The charges came with a long sentence
Ima dog nigga
No white flags I mean war nigga
Shooters
There’s war in the cold
War that killed his child, well
It’s time for reckoning
Refrain 1
There’s a train leavin’
in the morning
leading to the site
But he
It was the morning after the month before
And I'm looking like a nose with eyes
Take a trip or letter to make me feel better
'cause I know my mirror
a good floater
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving down the BQ
When
An old man sits in front of the mirror
An old man looks in the face of a young
Battered by the years of dreaming and fighting so long
Remembers good
not more
Not unless they want war
I'm sick and tired
I'm so cold inside
Got no feeling no more
I told shawty I don't feel it no more
We too hot
I had
dead
You're ice cold and you're perfect
You're already dead
Just like you said
Better dead than fed up and alive
Everything's improving by the minute
the Ringwraiths ride in black (ride on)
War is the common cry, pick up your swords and fly
No comfort here, the violent night, that night face so cold
Oh
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