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First I shiver in the river, creep deeper until I'm limber
Cling to heat between my innards, sink and sit within the sinners
Steam the hedonist who's

my broooo
This pole I tought

I came up
From a dirty sideee
They told lies
So it be blood in his eyes
Spinning back to back about my nigga
At war with

my life you too late
I been done wrong by someone that I love so why would I care if you stay
All of this winning shit run in my blood so how would I

the cage
Takin' name fame and head games to another level
Pop a blood vessel, overflowing with potential
Climax in my plot as I come to a conclusion

Stackin' all blues till my neck and wrist all froze

I really spit that hot shit you can't match this flow
When my blood cousin died I damn near hit

Somethings you'll never know
How to catch a tiger by her toe
Oh there she goes
She's got four paws
And there's three left
Two drops of blood
One rip of flesh

Live for This

Hatebreed

The Rise of Brutality

2003

freedom.
A place apart from a world in abandon. 

Every drop of blood
Every bitter tear
Every bead of sweat
I live for this 
Live for this, Live, Live

Flicker

Audio Adrenaline

Some Kind of Zombie

1997

am I bombarded with distress?
My old friends, haven't seen them since I don't know when
But I can send them a signed eight by ten
My sweetheart she

speed in a Phantom
Getting top drop seeds in her mouth, bruh
Drop her off, cop three for the house, bruh
Plot and scheme so the income the outcome
I

I gave you 2 days to tell me what you want
Now it seems like you forget that I am the one
Now you got a taste of my blood baby burn the rug
I don't

Pinky armour, money be stackin'
Young nigga tryna catch a Kardashian
Drop off, baby, then I end up crashin'
Can't love a ho, I'ma end up passin'
In

never changed
Only thing I probably change is the lane
Your bitch a sucker for a blood, she a blade
I don't buy her designer, I give her dick (dick)

I'm a young blood socka, divine motha fucka Don't think that you can talk to me how you
talk to your motha And I got navy on my side, yeah that's my

of faith or fact
The bass is back, LaFontaine on track
Enough sun rays for a month of Sundays
One way or another, let the drums play
For all y'all getting

I’m seeing blood and sweat
Taking off like jets
I'm still gon cook like the ovens set
Lil ray and 95 shit is so genius
I rebuke all my demons in

some young bulls like D Wade
Niggas pump faking like D Wade
Strike a nigga out like the Rays
I got hoes
Yeah a lot of hoes
Trying fuck a nigga cause I

Bleeding Ceremony

Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Soul Caddy

2000

life in my head?
While I'm running my thumb along on the razor's edge?
Getting warm in the tub while I'm watching the clouds
Of the blood I spread

on the block block my shot I'd rather ya not
Climax of the plot drop from the top still never stop
The bottom I don't like but I know life
And I know me and I

With blood i was baptized
Millions of stillbirths
Warchild!

All of you know, no  one cares
Keep walk on your way
All i´m just a drop in a huge sea

and blood on the other
I plead, will somebody end my life
Sometimes when the stars fall down
I'm crying
And as my blood begins to drop
I'm dying
The holy men

We Got U Opin, Pt. 2

Rampage

The Imperial Album

1998

I bust your bloodclot
Then drop you upon the sidewalk
(chi-chi-chi-blow!)
Hit ya ass wit a vicious blow
You know my style
Spliff the foul

For too long I've felt like shit
I swear I'm prettier than this
Just need to find some clothes that fit
And drop some bad habits

She told me she

Same time I'm talking to god
Daylight is burning my eyes
Pray I don't relapse again
Can't find a reason to try
Shrouded by darkness and sin
I find it

I got home
Asleep in the pain with
A slim ray of hope
So we were told
I didn't have a doubt to hold in my mind
You'd recover
You'd come back home