a good tracker, scopin' your girl then watch me tag her Pullin' steel like a stunt Sewn like an ID card, nigga, no needs to front, so Here to torment
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Lead me to the path of perfect celebration I've been reborn in a world of consumption Arisen in blasphemy Mutilation I need Consume souls eternally For my torment
, you were a victim of my pain within Tormented twin, my pain within To live without your presence is but a sin Because I need your pain, I need your pumping
[Verse One:] (blam) Aww shit, another young brother hit I better go over my man's crib and get the pump Cause to the cops, shootin brothers is like
you never give up you see it through. That is how i live my life, courage to be. Scared, screaming, helpless as i watched over idly. Blood pumping from
deal with loss and death Everybody thinking they know best Coping with this shit at such an age Can only fill a kid with pain and rage Family disease pumped
up yuh eyes Grit yuh teeth 'cau yuh pleased wid di size Gal dem a sigh When mi buck upon a gal yuh betta know Mi say go wuk dat pump dat gal dem fi
Yo, you could get rugged, rough, hard like Luck Bring your best rhymes and you niggas still suck I'm slumped in a truck, with the pumps up Comes to crazy
a good tracker, scopin your girl then watch me tag her Pullin steel like a stunt Sewn like an ID card, nigga, no needs to front, so here to torment I
Everybody thinking they know best Coping with this shit at such an age Can only fill a kid with pain and rage Family disease pumped through your blood
Chained in my cynical redemption Toxins in my brain, drive me insane Adrenaline pumped, lose of control Absolute domination of nothingness Re-doing a
yuh teeth cau yuh pleased wid di size (Uh Huh!) Gal dem a sighhhhhhhhhhhh! Verse 1 When mi buck upon a gal yuh betta know mi say go wuk dat pump dat
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Sunken eyes, deformed brain Brilliant madman, beyond deranged Hidden away, amongst the trees Echoes of tormented pleas Menacing thunder erupts in the
I steal light from my soul With animal fury I fight in the name of the equilibrium Diving into chaos I choke on smell of earthly air Meditating in torment
will finally die Terminate the power, send me to the sky Blood's evaporating, my heart is pumping air My mind is left debating, torment or despair Explain