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Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical

my veins
Infect my brain
I caught the darkness
Sick like a virus
Spread through my veins
Don't go outside
Side side side

It's dark outside
It won't

veins
Draining the poison
Fighting the fade
Let go off hatred
That runs through my veins

My impulses
Takes me to the edge
Paranoid and self destructive

New God Flow.1

Ghostface Killah

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say

sting
Everything is everything
But it ain't what it seems
Forty in my dickie suit
It's bussing through the seams
Do donuts in the charger
With two k's

At night I lie awake
Wish all my bones would break
I know I've gone insane
From all this endless pain
I open up my veins
To peer through senseless

The Game

Mac

Shell Shocked

1998

a game in my vein

Verse 1:  Mac
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be another

Hot [Remix]

Young Thug

Hot

extendos (ooh)
I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself (ah)
I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite (ooh, it's lit)

Hot like the 504 Boyz how I move

cll you rich kids had best be looking out
Cause Karl Marx is coming down your chimney
Gonna give some presents to the children who've gone without

Go insane while I'm walking through the heavy rain
I be filling up my veins 'til I numb the pain
Go insane while I'm walking through the heavy rain
I

You're like a viper, causing so much pain
Your words are like venom coursing through my veins
You're cold-blooded, paralyzed by your attack
When you

might be a brick
By the way the chain hit, sold a few bales
Walkin' with a chopper, gotta take small steps
Jimmy Choo shoes, I could walk through Hell

Come to me through the channels of the soul
Pantheon of designer rock 'n' roll
The war broke out in the back of my head
No victims but several dead

The secret of our tragedy

Give in to me

'Cause I got evil running through my veins
Hurt me but I don't feel the pain

Crushed velvet and roses
Removing your

Although we feel the same
We exchange pleasure for pain
All she did was complain 
Makes my blood boil 
Through my veins
Need something to change
Cuz

through your wardrobe
Where all is consumed
Devoured by passion
When all our friends were good.
 
And I'll pick the right color
For my uniform shroud
Then

used to loiter by the Redbox
Doja in my right sock
Only dropped a bar and left the mic hot, malfunction
See me in the booth, it's like construction how I

confession
Is lyrical aggression
Through indiscretion that
Triggers anti-depression
When addressin' my profession
In every session
The fact that I'm alive is

Gucci to death, I'm really a gang by myself (Gucci gang)
Feelin' myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt (it's Gucci)

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci

(intro)
Aye, yeah! (woo)
Gang gang
Aye!

(chorus)
That's a swish!
[?] fuck the ice run through my veins I never miss
Goin on my life been so insane

know we ain't through,
Yeah I know I won't coz I know we ain't through,
Through all the tears, all the pain,
Well I'll wait for you

TRACK WRITTEN BY

my bed
I'll sleep up in it I ain't finished yet
Call me when you need to
Why can't you call me when I need you
Or maybe come through without calling,

and copped a Rollie and a Richard Millie plain
Made it through the struggle yeah I made it through the pain
And imma live this life the best I do it day by day

life is suffering
And through the centuries
Suffering is all Asians did but in Greece

Intellectual chimpanzees were putting
Things in order
Thales put