the sub-level. Heavy colored gunmetal. Riders on the storm, devil daggers in the sheath. Human form is exceptional, the tragedy is brief. Each breath like a hologram, projected
full of snakes Mistake inside yourself, that be the first head you take It's better off you dyin' in a pit full of snakes Yo, projectiles lace the project
Your decay Rape me, take me, end me This is fault in the system of your own decay You human waste Lure this pain Awake this rain Rape me Take me End
the point where we are now but its origin is not of importance we don`t use it anyway you're wasting time following lies break the chains of slavery you're wasting
I'd love to tear down all those projects Kiss my ass home relief reject Waste of life You're a waste of life Waste of life You're a waste of life
all of us to all of you, Why don't you go and fuck yourself Your recycled words can't stand up to mine A try to push me over is a waste of precious time
course But the secret to creativity, hidin' your sources Preserve the sanctity of the Soldiers in IRAQ Do not blame them, I hold their humanity hostage
shake On release day, diggin more graves Master 4 tay or black cherries block Freshly picked out the cemetary, bear the plot [Chorus] [Grym Reaper] Yo, projectiles lace the project
sub-level. Heavy colored gunmetal. Riders on the storm, devil daggers in the sheath. Human form is exceptional, the tragedy is brief. Each breath like a hologram, projected
t be forgettin' Money exchanges hands like Off Track Bettin' Project heat will keep ya sweatin' Release energy through pores Battles for thesis that held the project
