Lyrics:
Contradicting myself
Letting these special defects keep living in myself
So I pull the trigger myself
Call the preacher to pronounce the eulogy
The Grim
Hate me
I pull my hair by the fistful
Hate me
Spinning scissors like a pistol
You dare to say
That I'm forcefully insane
The truth remains
Thornside all my life
I was making my escape when a standoff at sundown
And an itchy trigger finger left me haunted by the sound
I got it from a bullet,
Imprisoned in the cell of hell
My execution sealed by law
Since years I'm longing for your smell
But hope is ending at the door
Your phone is
ROLL WITH US
CHORUS
MuthaF**as inna street - Roll With Us
All The Bi**es inna jeep - Ride With Us
If you looking fi de heat - Fk with us
Digitals
the trigger
But pop that in the city its "Freeze Nigga!!"
There's something about a vandal's lust
The lifestyles of the scandalous
Ain't nothing like it
& Profane Beasts
Damn The Corrupted
Ridden With Soul Disease
An Infernal Storm We Bring
Pain Is The Right Stuff
With Finger On A Trigger
Private Demons'
opened up it resembles a weapons show
Wrap sheet in black heat for murder and death
The pistol on me that I rock it ain't by Mitchell and Ness
I be
The optical nerve screened off since birth,
Alone where the proximity of darkness reposed
By undiscovered mysteries, as concealed in dirt
seep into a thousand graves
And trigger off a zombie plague!”
BURNING THE BODY
“Son, what makes you think you oughta
Disobey a direct order?
It's
black, well-done beef cooker
My tre-eighty kept me crazy Dunn, she had me whipped
In the whip high, riding by, ready ta spit
She like to talk shit,
far)
To an atom as it's to a star
We know that signals trigger nerves,
But what starts the signal's curves?
That's in charge of every thought,
outside
(It's all by you)
Let it burn, where did you find her?
This shotgun in my hand
Unrest my finger,
On the trigger
You made this happen,
Written by Freddie Mercury
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up
An empty shell
The slightest touch
Will trigger this effect
So it's your own fault
You came to close
Life is lost to the brood
They hide in lonely
Keep their hands on the special
Cause they'll show you what tecs do
Them boys is drama driven, raised by the system
Listen, they bust to survive
Your
a checkpoint Charlie
He didn't pack a smile
But it's no laughing party
When you've been on the murder mile
Only takes one inch of trigger
One more widow,
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to BUCK BUCK BUCK and it's a must
to DUCK
of the hostility it might trigger
People want to battle 'n fight
'Cause they can't handle the Light
They're still stuck in the mode
Of foreshadows 'n types
the sun as you just march on by
So handsome in your uniforms, but you bat not an eye
[Chorus]
Like animals
Gun-toting freaks
Cracked-up in cami
Hearts of stone with faces of
Angels,
Terrorize you with no soul.
You can't hide from the course of
The trigger,
Shots in the night leaves your
Straight out of Jersey to the Slum Village
I lyrically pillage at a high percentage
And you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the feds
My
man
So proud.
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end
that's on my mind is cocking my nine
Pulling that trigger back and watch it bust 50 times
Leave they mama's crying, hell increase and multiply 'em
Choppin'
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