words start to walk and you're not even speakin' If my heart is a war its soldiers are bleedin' If my heart is a war its soldiers are dead B-b-burn
feel your own You would feel your own, but you're remembered You're remembered, you're remembered dead You're remembered dead, you're remembered dead
his mask it was Ollie North Oh shit, what up what up Ghost Congratulations on your new flick Burn it dead who max the most Word up you got the most Clarks Brave hearts
We came to give love to our die hearted real bitches that stick through they man through the bullshit good lovin and good fuckin all night long, what
of my own and I won't throw stones so I get back what I give reach for the two homeboy go ahead you wanna be dead, homie be dead who am I to be thinking
can't sustain the pressure where it's placed, she caves The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran's mute If you burn them all together, you get
I dreamt of a fever One that would cure me of this cold winter set heart Heats melt these frozen tears Burned with reasons as to carry on Into these
badly broken heart And all those months I just wanted to sleep And though spring, it did come slowly, I guess it did its part My heart has thawed and
will bring hell to heat I'll fire burn Till (??) all (??) hold (??) lost Crushed (??) task (??) have dead Calm (??) coast (??) fizzy dead the false pleased the boss (??) Dead
away Rising from hell based on a war killed by the night aiming at you Close to the edge burning inside nothing to take they will release Millions are dead
hell Moaning with desire for the flesh of the unsuspecting victims of their attack wanton destruction burns in their hearts as they enter the land of
night turns And I hold you here in my heart As things fall apart A downtown window flushed with light Faces of the dead at five (faces of the dead at
head I'm gonna sleep tonight in Maria's bed Got on a dead man suit and smilin' skull ring Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing I keep my heart in
I'm already dead With dough I need to get away And you need time on your own Guess you're better off alone I'mma step outside Can't stop I gotta get
living eye, Huh! The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful lady that you left behind In love and alone, but now you're dead, and she
song Feet with corns, hand with callouses But her heart is warm and her hair is wooly And it attract a lot of energy even negative She gotta dead that
is hot(Shot) (Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Shot) The hearts are weak the guns are not [DJ Shadow] You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead
theres a parallel state where floors, even walls breathe this insallation will instantly make your heart seize i spit a heat of rhyme inferno that will burn