Trying to climb to that cure Not knowing that I?m impure Consuming all of me Soon I will be resting in peace From what I can?t see This won?t take
Whatever happened to the days? Those times from the past. Who we are or what we wanted to make of ourselves Is it sad for me to say that I still
Existence is not proven so He?s not feared He lies within your mind lies within you Tell lies that He was sacrificed for me For me Don?t cover me
style. But I know, Yes I know, That there are two places that I really want to go. Yes it could be here as well, This is certainly no hell, But there are, Two
Losing grace with all these lies you?ve spread, not saving face, its fate lies in my hands, and you'll never know what happens when you turn your head
in sweet demise is my two wives One says love and turn a cheek One says kill them while they sleep Both a promise I might keep to my two wives The love
I beg to differ, I cleanse my system Another victim, the Gas Face I give em "Oh shit.. oh shit.. oh shit.. oh shit.." [MC Serch] [Verse Two: MC Serch
Yo.. one-two.. it's only right baby 7L.. these cats are easy kills It's dangerous, yo, check, yo [Esoteric] This type of cat live, like a psycho-hyperactive
dreams have now been furfilled Get out your seats and let's get ill We're not just raw, it's Project Blow! [Riddlore] One for the money, two for all
[Aesop Rock] Count that for me...thanks [Robotic voice] [4x] One, two, one, two, three, four [Aesop Rock] Well any asshole with a book of matches can
knives on 45's. It don't matter if no one hears it. It don't matter. Rhymes blow minds like perfect crimes. Like waking up with two black eyes, the
the light When the boredom comes If you're one of the boring ones The only crime in this violent place With lies two faced Where loves disgraceful Crimes committed with sharpened knives
There were two young boys with a murderous plan frustrated with their lives Evil thoughts went through their heads like a thousand knives No one thought
They jerked their knives with a whoop and a yell But I rode away like a bat out of hell Well I circled their camp for a time or two And showed what
again, I like how you laugh when you tell it. Play dead, cause I?ll be playing dead with you. I?ll play you when you?re dead in a year or two. Can
broken I ain't jokin' when I'm flamethrowin' I'll spit a verse at you to slit your fuckin' veins open I'll spit a curse or two just to keep the rain pourin
baggy denim to fashion, live band niggas to Samsung Live ass niggas who ring but then run Somebody's son that die young callin himself "dunn" [Chorus 2x] [Verse Two
m going deeper Your smile is gone your lips so cold and you fill the air with blackness and you fill my soul with grief your eyes are cutting like two knives