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Full Throttle

I believe we're born to die. It's all part of the game. I have stood the test of time. I'm going round again. I have seen the next turn. It's racing through my head.

Full Frontal Assault

(Lyrics : Greg Conan / Chris Palengat). The gathering smell of rotteness. Is cutting through my brain. Slicing up my friends. And then killing the pain.

Final Holocaust

In the street, not a living soul, there's no sign of live. Nobody, everything's so strange, so unreal. This city is out of the way, it's no man's land.

Feel Unreal

A fresh affliction. Mockery of modern times. Original disillusion. Sacrifice for your former lies. . Apparently well provided. Destitute today like a child in need.

Fix The Broken

Sometimes. It gets to be too much. And I. Feel I'm being crushed. . But if I really think about it. It's okay, I can allow it this one time. One time.

For A Moment

Paint me, paint me a picture. But paint it all just with your hands. Whisper, whisper to me. Whisper words of where you've been. . Bright eyes won't you walk with me.

Fuck Me, No Fuck You

Yo, I look scared? Huh?. Teamsters, I look scared in here? Huh?. When I go through the hood do I tuck my chain in? Huh?. Do I be in the hood with bodyguards? I thought not.

From Scratch - Harlem World

[Mase]. Yo, just think if you could rewind time. And start your life all over again. What would you give and what would you keep?. You heard me, what would you keep?.

From Scratch

Yo, just think if you could rewind time. And start your life all over again. What would you give and what would you keep?. You heard me, what would you keep?.

Feel So Good

You ready, Mase?. . Party people. In the place to be. It's about that time. For us to. . Yo, what you know about goin' out?. Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest.

Family Crisis

[mase]. Huddy combs bring it home, we don't stop. Jimmy jones all alone, we don't stop. Loon crime fam', we don't stop. Meeno, nrb, we don't stop. To my man blinky blink, we don't stop.

F#! * Me, F#! * You

Yo, I look scared? Huh?. Teamsters, I look scared in here? Huh?. When I go through the hood do I tuck my chain in? Huh?. Do I be in the hood with bodyguards? I thought not.

Food Court

Dear fair maidens of the Mall of America. It is time to enter the fabulous food court. . Here you will find the finest fast dining of the world. Chinese and Japanese, Middle Eastern too.

Fire Engine

Hey, look up the street.. Fire engines.. Is something on fire?. They're coming up our driveway.. They're getting out the truck.. I don't smell anything burning..

Fashon Jr. High

We're psyched to get to school. 'Cause learning is looking fun. I've got a Cashmere class. I'm in Handbags 101. We want to know how to draw and sew. We're going to the perfect place.

Fuego A La Jicotea

Filled With Your Spirit

I wanna be filled with Your Spirit. Walk in Your way, honor You in all I do. Bringing glory to Your name. Bringing glory to Your name. . I wanna be filled with Your Spirit.

Fire Angel

Verse 1:. Fire Angel take me down this highway. Cause without faith I cannot dare to dream that far. Without hope I cannot ride through hell to find you.

Freak Of The Week

I spend a lot on all the clothes that I got. 'Cuz all the geeks that I meet, they all look cooler than me. But what to do when they're all looking at you.