Lyrics:
to points and dressing up to kill
Fuck your slow death scene
We want a riot for romance
We're still fearless as hell
Carried on sympathy, stretched
For all my time and money no profit did I see
That old copper kettle was the death of me
When I was a child way back in the hills
I laughed
has lost its thrill.
I damn the voices inside my head.
Now sanity is fading.
Death lurks where life is cheap
I won't betray what rules my mind -
from the raging fires.
I'll set this world alight
just for you.
Desire
Face death sublime.
My soul so dark and hollow.
Moulded by
by the claws of death, you die for your god
Gates of pearl, place of sin
Priests will die when the ritual begins
Feel the heat, taste the smoke
Walk the last steps of the face of the earth
Dismembered bodies, fallen victims of decay
Fallen from above, prophecy of death
Agonizing torment
It's time to separate the rookies from vets
Pussies from threats, truth from lies
Supplies from dealers and death
I'm feelin' this, I'm young
violence apexes with deadly consequences
Trapped in its blind blight, your death revealed in the arclight...
Dehumanized, objectified, unsanctified,
for the worse and it's on me like a curse, things changed for the worse
Sentenced to the death by the Thing, four conspirators 'gainst our king
Led
In the far desert
On a distant blasted plain
A forgotten corner
Amid the death of all things
Not under the blinding sun or the cultivator's
have faded
There was no escape
Burning bodies, crowded sundeck
Told them it's too late
Death by fire, an awful question
But they still could choose
Burn
(talk), feel like Anita (talk)
Apologize, you denied my people
Made our death legal (come on), we all paralegal (uh)
Gotta defend ourselves when the laws
of the main difference
Angel if Death's Wing gotta s sinner in a Clench
Revolver in my fist, Earthworm to a fish
Bait on the line watch me cath them with this
Isolated junk yard
Letting out the garbage
Eating through the core of life
Sweet fragrance irritates
In a state room death awaits
Persecute your own
meet again;
Keep love's banner floating o'er you,
Strike death's threatening wave before you;
God be with you till we meet again.
Refrain
God be with
lifestyle, no its not a religion
See I survived death back in 2002,
And religion is not at all what got your boy through
Yea your boy crayola, I don't do
makes me only think of demonic shit (what?)
I was knockin' on death's door (yeah), I fucking ding-dong ditched it
(Ha, yeah), yeah, and I don't do that
Yeah, some Jane Handcock
Jane Handcock
You better know it
Death Row records '22
This is a Death Row Summer
Run and tell that
Turnin' off my phone
salvation, He is our champion
Oh, there is power, so much power in His blood
He holds the keys to freedom, He trampled death and grave
The demons trembled
all eternity
There will be a day
When all will bow before Him
There will be a day
When death will be no more
Standing face to face
With He who died
believed to the point of they death
So we gone follow they lead and we gone walk in they steps
Just like the Savior explained that we should shake off
Whelmed by the grace, by which we live our lives
With death over our shoulders
Want you to know, that should I go
I always loved you, held you high above
death on a date, I rip the calendars off
I'm home
Nicky Bomaye, Nicky Bomaye
Bitch I'm poppin' everyday, drop the top and skrrt
Hundred dollar bill
through the valley of the shadow of death
I did some things that I had to regret
I seen some things I could never forget
The reaper took my homie's soul,
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