's a god fearing man, a while beating fuck, a vacuous flag waving fool. Rip out his heart, feed him his dick, gut him like a hamstrung deer. Kill, kill
's a god fearing man, a wife beating fuck, a vacuous flag waving fool. Rip out his heart, feed him his dick, gut him like a hamstrung deer, Kill, kill
our shadow in this race Live the glory, kill the pain There's no surrender till the dust has settled here They mourn the living, regret our sinning The dead
what to say. Evoke the evil side of me. Killing you, killing me. Evoke the evil side of me. Killing you, killing me. Evoke the evil side of me. Killing you, killing
me what to say. Evoke the evil side of me. Killing you, killing me. Evoke the evil side of me. Killing you, killing me. Evoke the evil side of me. Killing you, killing
Only destruction Is it hopeless? What can be done? Is it too late? Are we too late to save ourselves? We're living in, in a dead world Crying out for
What about sunrise? What about rain? What about all the things? That you said we were to gain What about killing fields? Is there a time? What about
you praise? That guy was dead in thirty days John Tyler, he liked country folk And after him came President Polk Zachary Taylor liked to smoke His breath killed
militia and I am the commissioner You don't want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher So misunderstood, but what's the world without
the money like it's unfamiliar I get it, I live it, to me there's nothings realer Just enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya And when
Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's gone Niggaz that got killed in the field and all the babies born Know they ain't fully prepared for this new world
and pops mixed in with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey Huh, what a set up Shoulda pushed em dead off, wipe the sweat off Uhh, cause in this world I'm dead off
a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters [Eminem] By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world
them don't really have anything to do with So, I gotta send peace out to them Also peace out to all my homies in jail Brothers that are dead locked up
killed the rap game HOOK VERSE 3: Left a mark in the hood, Made a mark in the world Went straight from the hood, to the top of the world You can
aint feelin that i guess they wanna see us kill each other when im dead, who the fuck gon' help my mother? i struggled and hustled too hard for this i had to rob, steal, kill
