Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless screams (Pray for death) Never feel death Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless scream
killing Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless screams (Pray for death) Never feel death Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless scream
1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all
in rhyme I preach to each to get off your ass, stand on your feet 'Cause everyday it's niggas lyin' dead in the street We stuck in our ways, it's different
, I'm already livin' in pain 'Cause I'm a gangsta It's like the ghetto's got a heart and a soul, a mind of it's own A hunger for a young cat to die '
strapped him to the front seat, missing all the front teeth thinking to herself when's the next time he's gonna punch me? i told this cunt she's gonna
In 2006, it might sound like this NY, 7 1 8's, 2 1 2's With Sue's rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge High fashion, uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez
he's regrettin' that! But yet we still ain't accept the fact, That he's fuckin' his mother, And at the Last Supper, he confesses that. He's an undercover, Male-Lover, And oh yeah, Heaven's
) It's too late (It's way too late to say sorry, too late) Said, it's too late to apologize (Too late to apologize) It's too late (It's way too late to
Howl - Hear the sanctified screams Die - For I have sinned Bless - The evil seed As - Th' infernal sky falls Fatal eyes; Your reflection dies Bleed before
and the Beasts king, The Great Dragon as in our minds fly with Fire and thunder over the black heavens skies, The passed and the presents magic's master
And we scatter them around We'll eat you up and spit you out Like a pack of wolves on the hunt We are the kings of madness We are the sons of evil Burning
Chorus Wicked Mystic Hatred lurks in all of us, no one is exempt It's proof of evil in our souls, is this the tempter's intent A derelict of heavenly
tweeters begin to scream If the bass sounds funky then you know what I mean Kid capri got a crazy dope unique style I'm givin shouts to the brothers on riker's
will fight searching for resurrection The end of the dream hurts like a silent scream Now, I will fight, revenge's my own light Here I stand, sorrow land, evil
Jon Benet Ramsey (that's right) Matter of fact you better check the DNA (what) She probably ain't yours, and where's your wife Kim anyway She's on her
gives It just becomes a curse when evil height gets Into the mental path, use to be arts and crafts now its shots and graphs Math-matical, man's such
fallen kings Times when everyone lies to you all the time Time in our hands, it's going slow Before to long, it's gonna blow It's all going to blow up
