Lyrics:
of human flesh
It's like they are all staring at her
"What is this place, where am I? What the hell is going on!"
"Welcome to my humble house, I've been
should be put away
Anyway
Surrounded by the slaughter
Now I'm boarding(?) at the border
When the echoes of my ecstacy appear
Wish I was here
Sorry I
butcher man can't do
Butcher man, in the morning, won't you please stop by my house
Butcher man, in the morning, won't you please stop by my house
I've got
this
We got my mella yella boy on the drums, We got Stan "the Guitar Man"
Dropping the rhythm. We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I want the whole
Conversations in the shower
It's like you talking to me through the water
As the leader of the house I (ask)
Ask that you teach your son to teach
And we'll sell out the house tonight.
Verse 2:
I was just a little one when,
You came by and ruined my fun,
How could one child ever hurt you,
Oh so much,
Gutter crawling Motherfucker
When you catch me
Do not stutter
Demon on my left shoulder
Devil on my right
No, you cannot tell me what's wrong
Gutter crawling Motherfucker
When you catch me
Do not stutter
Demon on my left shoulder
Devil on my right
No, you cannot tell me what's wrong
Gutter crawling Motherfucker
When you catch me
Do not stutter
Demon on my left shoulder
Devil on my right
No, you cannot tell me what's wrong
Gutter crawling Motherfucker
When you catch me
Do not stutter
Demon on my left shoulder
Devil on my right
No, you cannot tell me what's wrong
and crawling
And sexing on me
The next day I scared
My cast mates as they rose
I was shivering on the sofa
And pulling at my clothes
Rocking back and forth
because of Your right hand Because of Your right hand
O God, You are my King
Command victory for Jacob
Through Your name we tread down our foes
I don’t
Oh, broken homes and lonely souls
Is all they know
All they've shown is courage
Despite the circumstances
Time is passing by, stars command the sky
first come out
Now he flamin up them charts in the club house
Try to see my shit like that what you talkin bout
I remember when I got popped by the Cheez
first come out
Now he flamin up them charts in the club house
Try to see my shit like that what you talkin bout
I remember when I got popped by the Cheez
no Gods before me is my great command
And thou shalt not make any graven image by thy hand
Thou shalt not take my name in vain if thou would guiltless
shall have no gods before Me is My first Command
And thou shall not make any graven image by thy hand
Thou shalt not take My name in vain and thou wilt
enough
Dethrone, dominate, devour
Never they'll deny
We will exterminate
The heathen and the whore
Crawl at my command
I am the neverending war
Holy
Tec back and give you a gold black eye, blaow
If I give a nigga a shiner consider the shit designer
I slaughter militant rhymers, hold up
My nigga
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
Surpassed em
Harassed em
Then cast them
To vast swamps
Then gassed them
To a flat halt
Who at fault
My wrath got
You crawling on your hands and knees
Appalled
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
daughters
But done by scratches so save that water
This jam is packed so I just figure
All we need is the house to get bigger
was the queen.
The king and the queen who passed by that way
listened to the conversation of the peasant.
My love, the peasant's wife do not realize
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