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Chorus:] No one would touch you, now you're a jew You fucking hebe, now you're a kike After you got circumcized Guys still wouldn't touch you It's bad
kills remain. all you people who aren't yet empty,,all you people who aren't yet slain. shine your light on the ground where fresh kills remain. the
(feat. Lil Wayne) Killa, dipset, lil weezy, cash money, Yo ma, let me holla, lets do this uh, [Hook] Ma, I been huggin the block (huggin the block)
Burnt flesh, peeled off skin Hell on earth you bring [Chorus] The curse on your hands The faith to kill Because all you touch Turns into filth Centuries
grey Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghosts you cast away I'm in no hurry You go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch. Fill
Ein jedes Wort das tausend Geschichten erzahlt Ist ein Gefuhl das mich wie ein Zauber umhullt Auch ganz allein, hinein in die Weiten der Nacht Ein kleiner
speak we gettin further in this verse With no further adieu I do what I respect Doom got me stripes like Hamburgler for my work Ask Lupe the killa, killa, killa, killa
The ones that you seemed to have cut. Why don't you fucking go? Why don't you show me how strong you are? Hey, am I out of touch? The things I do to keep
real as they come it's the shortish on me I feel they organic no MSG They diffy can't understand me they tardy They true they hella late they outta touch
preparin 'em For everythin I seen, who's the most feard and why they scared of 'em Well first, we need to know who we kill first Or how to know a whole
segregate nazi government white-bred child they blind us with a plastic smile no chance for change this life ain't free i'll kill myself if they don't kill
m burning the strip Through the closeup from my waist, the ? burn on my hip What you know about that? 20 deep swormin with gats Whaaat!? [Cam'Ron] Killa Killa
mug while intervening With my cream, and them slugs'll hit it Move partna and hope to move mo' birds, than scarecrows Feel me, till they kill me we gon
I dreamed of the stars so much, they seem familiar Like once what was your lovers touch, just reached back to kill ya and if I ever go astray, I'll say
biggest sleaze in the office, Years later he'd be known as Mr. Backrub, He'd melt you with his mini-pony tail and goatee, And kill you with his "in touch
Ah ah aha you shine down upon me Aha aha aha Sidii hogasha roobka aha aha aha you shine down upon me By some higher order you keep getting bolder? By god or by country you kill
