here if it breaks you'll feel 'em! [Chorus: x2] THUGGED OUT SINCE CUB SCOUTS - best believe We are guaranteed to make you bleed Jumpin out of swings
heart is beating fast My underwear's wet And we danced... [Chorus:] I can't believe we danced And I don't even dance I can't believe we danced
KILL RIGHT ON SO CLOSE TO EXSTACY SMILE IN THE FACE A REAL BELIEVE TRY THE WORDS TO CALL AWAKENING WALK THESE FIELDS OF KILLING ME BLOOD WILL FLOW IN
I killed jesus Just to see him bleed on his pulpis throne I am evil I'm the Deicide and I killed the lord No more reasons I will kill the world in another
You I've Got Everything You Want These Hits To Me Make Me Never Want To Fall Mommy Said You Where A Cheat You See Another Baby Another Hole To Bleed Through
a nice price cause I'm always with my folks wit the black hats tilted to the right at night, we breed and you best believe you gonna bleed if you
is with thee I was not trying to make it different I just wanted control Don't even try to make me believe The pain will go right through you [Lead
[Esham] I'm ya pain killa [x2] I'm a pain killa, a game killa The one you come to when ya need the same killa Footprints in the sand walkin' witcha
I think I might never rock the mic again 'Cause my brain's fucked up on Percocet and Vicodin Might as well be heroin pulsin' through my veins Gotta kill
you kill for me? Cause I'd die for you Can you see a reason Can you see through our bleeding? Can see you see through? Stuck in this train of thought Kill or be killed
O.) [Intro: Ill Knob] I get mad.. Ah, huh, fuckas Fuck around with them niggas, yo Fuck doing around here, yo God, I fuck you up dunn Fuck you do, nah, nah, kill
[Flip Mode] I say do that shit [Busta] Uh-do that real live shit [Flip Mode] Uh do that real live shit! [Busta] You know we comin' through shit [Flip
about Dre-day I don't rap for Free that's why they fired AJ It's me leaking through your stereo Envy me is a emcee prepare for your burial I kill niggaz
Niggaz only for your shit just a lil bit On my album 50 helped me just a lil bit Only on two songs, now back to some killer shit My clips bananas, I kill
16: W.C.] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne Chewed up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes From the westside, strivin' to get 'em Where them killers
RIIIIDE! [WC] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne? Trued up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes! From the westside, strivin to dead em Where them killers
Verse 16: W.C.] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne Chewed up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes From the westside, strivin' to get 'em Where them killers