Oh non non non j'ai bronze, mes potes voudront plus me parler, Oh non non non a la fete de Chloe je me suis trop amuse, J'ai ecoute la compagnie Creole
Seeping inside, corruption injection My sinister cure, for your imagined infection Guilty pleasures, the key to your soul Innocence betrayed, my toy
These tunes we perform be only a score for ritual endured When we uphold the pure cure Humanity- The all-time great ungifted Needing presence in the
a nigger "unknown" sic the in a glass of "unknown"with a hot bowl of monkey shit. So imma call you in the morning docter gonna have my cure, my mediction 187 cure
try to malign mine Let's digress now Kings, put your cans up Paint the city scope with the prettiest type of cancer Watch 'em laser surg every tumor like a fatal
s that fifty-two fatal strikes (Well, if he is dreaming...) Duel of the iron mics (...then he must be asleep) It's that fifty-two fatal strikes, NUH (
it Once you've caught it nothing can be done It's fatal and it's fast so look back into the past Realize you're not the only one You cannot escape the fatal
what comes free You're like a stinky old cheese, babe Just gettin' riper with age You're like a fatal disease, babe But there's no cure So let this
tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers Streets Are On Fire To- Night [Verse 1: Lupe] Disease the virus is spreading in all directions No safe zone no cure
name the words choke in my throat, forcing me to remember the pain i my chest, which seems impossible, impossible to digest you sank the final dagger, why was it you my only cure
d'vrais porter une fourrure. Pour l'etat c'est comme une biture, pour les tox' c'est pire qu'une cure, putain d'piqures. Bourrage lyrical, fatal effet
wrong at Chernobyl And they've found another cure for AIDS Send their guns to Nicaragua And shake their fingers at Afghanistan Don't panic - it's just our world Fatal
heavens The darkness is thickening, breathing gets harder The balance is off, some take more than give back, the attitude, ignorance, proved to be fatal
' it true (WHY?) Cause I'm respected as if I was God HemisFear's my squad enemies get scared [x2] [Verse 2:] Your blood ain't even worth sheading There's no cure
Born into a fatal illness Ascension unto a graceless sphere Yet the chain forged in sulphurfires Emerges with them through labias lair The stench
