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Skulls and bones are to be broken
No one takes my rage away
Blood is spilling out in oceans
Calling out serenity

Never hold back
Chop their heads

felt a chill
Running through my bones
Now it's a dark road
I'm traveling on

So much has changed
Since the start
Matters of conscience
Matters

Multiple Stab Wounds [Live]

Malevolent Creation

Manifestation [Enhanced]

2000

and bruised.
Emotions transpired as rage, leaving multiple stab wounds.
Overcome by the malevolence, deprived of an end without pain.
Corpse lies in an alley

And it's not even Friday

5th Espada
I ain't dyin without fightin
A mighty enemy because the strongest is what I'm
Tryin to be
Missing an eye, I don't see

to move on to new frontiers now
Trying to put that in my rear now
Trying to drive out of here
Without every single old person stopping to stare
Yes, a nigga

The devil is skilled in the tricks of profit
I make it no concern i'm only driven by the process
Expression in my cockpit y'all can call me shaman

Need ten racks I'll blow that shit regardless
Setbacks it's hard to keep 'em off of me
Been out late I'm starting lose my conscience
I gave my mom

want it
With or without the season, 808s with snares and bass
The only way my heart is beating
I can tell that God agrees with who I am, but not my

abundance
Your body and your waist, the circumference
You stay on my mind, I mean play on my conscience
She said, "This is all you need," you wanna make me

Evening

Unfinished Thought

Based on Actual Events

I've got a crystal clear conscience and an alibi
An accidental overdose that flew too high
If it weren't for this ambivalence I'd feel alive

If

Broken I will heal without you, go ahead and live without me
I just want to see you happy, I don't care if its without me
Broken I will live without

Why can't I cry for you
And make love to your mind like how you want me to
It's like I'm falling through the sky without no parachute
I see it all

along

And you know how it feels
Yes you know how it feels
To be a broken bone bag

And you know how it feels
Yes you know how it feels
To be bent till

courage to change it
Then get up out your seat and come down to the altar
You can praise and worship or let the Lord do the talkin'
Lord without You
Aye I’m

sense of honor
But I been on a roll so I'mma go get mine regardless
Broken-hearted, so disheartened by the products of pain
Following fame, still

Let me tell you bout a girlie who went by the name of Annabel
This ain't one that's for the weak so skip if you can't handle well
5'2 blonde hair

marks of shame
They live without a conscience, no future, none at all
Because of men they live in sin, these pretty painted dolls

Don't be too fast

heart is open
It's broken
It was held together by you
Into my pockets my hands now go
They're cold
They used to be warmed by yours
Ooh ooh ooh
My cheeks

own them and us in your head
To debate every argument till a conscience is left
Full of nobility
Full of purity
Full of praise
Full of truth
Full

a victim's brains out
Shame how death is now the answer for violence to light a conscience
Till it's heavily convinced to cause a murder to hence
Spreading

Used up my conscience on the earth, sapped and drained for a cog in the works.
Screwed by a wrench, gripped and forced round, slow but sure.
Buckled

it it's hard to be the light when surrounded by the darkness hauntin' ya conscience a soft heart is hardened surrounded by the enemies but to be one

of our existence
Everything for which we've strived
I'm calling you out again
You follow the minds of broken men
Now that my conscience is clear
I will

Don't mind me
I usually
Take advantage of any chance I see
If you mean to get by me
I won't allow it without criticizing
Problem chaser
Money vault