blood of life Strenght an only friend No time for sorry It's just time to move on I'm the last man Castration Furstration You don't mean a fuck to
And it ain't no telling where the coppers be dwelling, One had spotted me, pick up ah piece and shot a me But I practice what I preach And see that these
in a body bag wearin' them closed casket decorations I got a house full of heaters and liters of gas to light up that ass And it's mandatory, too short
bust a shot in the muthafuckin' courtroom and watch it clear out A hundred thousand mile warranty Metaphorically, I'll use a hundred thousand styles and murder you orally I took a
Pearl Harbor monuments With eighty Asian friends and ride for the Japs I'll die and collapse, rather than not splurge a weird word Perfect perverted spitting sick 'cause I'm allergic to cats Messiah murderous
was sinning like adam and eve Each other has taken from the others forbidden tree Another casualty if i get caught up Shot up by a thugs lying in my blood body
of overpacked prisons Flingin's and niggas thug livin', precious Three strikes, I hope they don't test us And pull a heater ammunition is great Move without a sound And
flock, of perfected, dead it, bloods chop it up And the birds of a feather, fly together Intellaced moving mo' murder messages of me and Leatha Face I
and to structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured and structured and structured and structured and structured and regard and refrain, the
a coat all rolled up Inside a bag he probably dragged the body for about a block Disappeared without a trace No DNA no not a drop Cause me and dre and
close enough Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile And hit 'em with the millimeter and I show a bitch kill a nigga See me drivin', bitch, come on
Demolition of bodies, smashed and broken Piles of guts, moist and steaming Tendons severing, brains are boiling Unburied corpses in state of decay Rotten
With a promise of absolution, my thoughts are tangled in my creations With a promise of unequaled pleasure, reason is twisting The knives are crooning for this perfect
Perfection, a murder divine Palette wet with atrocity I relish the last look in your eyes Clutching your intestines, your scream echoes through me Perfection, a
overpacked prisons Flingin's and niggas thug livin', precious Three strikes, I hope they don't test us And pull a heater ammunition is great Move without a sound And
found a coat all rolled up Inside a bag he probably dragged the body for about a block Disappeared without a trace No DNA no not a drop Cause me and
, melodic flux War flock, of perfected, dead it, bloods chop it up And the birds of a feather, fly together Intellaced moving mo' murder messages of me and