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Killing Season

Aztlan Underground

Sub-Verses

1999

him and his victim
On the news at 5 o'clock
Exploited by the networks
"Hey kid, you hit the top"
From pops of glocks blood drips and bodies rot
From

Distarnish Priest

Mortification

Live Planetarium

1995

CHORUS
Distarnish Priest
Distarnish Priest
I'm clean, washed in blood
Sanctified inside out
Oh I'm dead to Satan's grasp
Justified by the cross
VERSE

Let 'Em Loose

Bodyjar

No Touch Red

2000

I left MTL and my babe behind,
This is anarchy one more time,
5 Aussies and a Greek in the van,
Travelled across the world to drive across this land.

Daylight's Wasting

Savoy

Mary Is Coming

1996

Washington square's right up the street
That was the place where we would meet
Outside the dog run, don't be late
Most of the time I'd sit and wait

Stops

Bigwig

Un-Merry Melodies

1997

now your well's run dry five years gone by but you still sit and wonder why it seems so hard to occupy your time well spent a needle your best friend

happy that you're not here
It's pretty cliche, but I'm gonna be okay
By accident or on purpose
Baby you left me, you left me with the good shit

You

the day
(today's the day)
Lowlifes and hoodlums come out to play
They tell you listen up
Stop talking out of line busting out
Well, now would be the time

'08
I would scrape to buy an eighth
I would be down at Coinstar
It's a paradox, like two wharfs
'Cause now I got my own cheese
But the price tags all

talkin' 'bout power, get my respect by force
In the back of the Rolls Royce Cullinan, used to have crack in my jaw
Lemme show you real quick, lemme break

I'm Jack The Ripper lurking in the dungeon
1888, midnight in London
They flabbergasted by the rappin' bastard
With the rap to match it and the track

jumpin'
Claim jumpin' while you keepin' it tame and plain frontin'
Pidgeon-holed by people who hate change
My decision negro can never be maintained

Me and Midgy should've won the Cannabis Cup
I-I ain't put no plaques on my wall yet
By at least five, I'll send those packs to your doorstep
In

a three-five
It's ironic how I'm in Miami and the heat by
You gon' meet Juice WRLD if
We slide with three 9s
It ain't no motherfucking key on this foreign
Dukes