We thank God [Eightball] For my three sons, for my mom For waking me up and breathing air into my lungs For health and wealth and lots of love for myself
oh yes welcome to hiphology please open up your workbooks to page and break out your pads and pens and your calculators for the first lesson of today
thousand years from now under All the ashes of the earth, Will we be together? The only thing I know for sure. The plates may shift And slit your wrists, But wear your
the death dealers! We are, we are the death dealers! We are your lungs final breathe! We are your hearts final beat! Your god like a sacrifice We will burn away your
Don't speak a word! You make more sense to me, with your mouth shewn shut! I've been waiting for your move. I can taste your weakness. I can feel your
are dead? Its too late to speak from your heart anyway Its better if you bleed. (I will rise!) I will raise my voice tonight. Cause its the only way
took a second mortgage on the 7th house, and jupiter ain?t talk to mars, he felt to host the rover sold him out, close your mouth, poke your snout over
jigsaw face Twelve hour solid gold entertainment Other shit to sell from other ships that sell they DD paper (Space Invader) This one's for the labor days worked for rent and rolling papers Only
as Santa ate the cookies (Well...) When I was a saint ????? paint with snakes in Belize said If only you'd memorized your prayers like you did your Kool
times, Through the worst of times, Through Nixon and through Bush, Do you remember '36? We went our seperate ways. You fought for Stalin. I fought for
simple for both of us, Keep your feet grounded; the lungs that impress you are out of air. (Caught on your) [6x] Put on your best [6x] Cause to you
presence of your vile voice as your smile masks the advance you keep ...I am not your trophy... the air now reeks with the presence of your vile voice
s I'm drama, like two baby mommas and one pendin' This here rapper split up your vest, cause the shit I'm packin' Dawg'll knock your heart out your chest
Tims [Capone] We keep it family, never fuck with a friend I'll body for Vegas, Vegas'll body for Pone We got it swoon [Ali Vegas] Wait for the day that
slow. And then kiss, kiss, kiss to the last clock tick A final lip seal when I'm done and you can keep my last prayer floating in your lungs. Floating in your lungs
your eyes behind Were we taken for a ride? And memories are a silk quilt Which wear how you once felt. Feet just weigh you down there And lungs they?
you feel the same? We've done your operation now And you've just yourself to blame Now you've got 1 lung, 1 eye, 1 knee below your 1 thigh We've removed your
I'll scrap any thoughts with your name Still I long for you to stay I take back anything We missed our chance I won't forget As time will only tell where to go (Time will only