Electric, Im not your toy. Electric. . You're not on my list. Ill guess you won't resist, hey. 'Cause you leave it all to trust. You ain't got shit. .
with broken hands so strong. you carry the weight of the world. you whisper loud enough to drown out the voice of doubt. there's nothing i could do in return for what you have given.
(One Law for the Lion and Ox is Oppression). . None so blind as those who won't see.. That's one you're not to like. Who looks gargoyle alike. In the name of....
Pale yellow scratching at my ear,. Pale yellow touching to my rear. . Forever tangled, forever mustard,. Forever my first word's beer,. Forever yellow, wonder if I'll muster.
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Chorus:. Here's a lil'story bout some niccas like we. Never should have been let out the elemantary. Dolla Boy and I would like to say. that im the hardest nicca from around my way.
All rise, order in the court. The honorable judge muthafuckin' Too Short. Presidin' over Superior Players Court. First case is the State vs. Fate Wilson A.K.A. Baby Flex.
She's still got the knife in her hand. Stabbed me in the back goddamn it all. She's not playing fair. Prejudice hold it against. Possibly could be premenstral.
Piercing the skin. Blood running thin. The water rapidly. Flows from tenacity. Just look at, look at you. You are a wreck. You broke the contract due.
As the cold penetrated in my body. And I heard the child's crying,. Then the strange woman I saw. And in her arms my soul infatuated the sorrow.. . Ah no, I departed, departed and lost my love..
Make me. Into the one you want, into the one you need you bend and. Break me. You watch me separate myself from who I really am. To fit into your plan.
Lying still on a snow covered field. Watch the enemy through my sight. Single column seen from the side. It will be like target practise. Await the moment and act with surprise.
Originally performed by Autopsy. . Visions from the altar. Ripping through your soul. Seeing through the master's eyes. Young flesh the goal. . Brutal rampage.
People my people -- the cat in the steeple --. and everyone here I need your ear so be cool for a few. I feel a funny emotion, a negative notion. a tear in the air, an unseen stare, if I'm wrong then I'm wrong.
I don't mind the agony, the dying thirst or fading hunger. Mystical, the smell of fear, fire breeds the pain inside me. The horror set in me, twisted minds like roaring thunder.
I ride the psycho path in pain. Into the foreign shores. I'll never walk again. Just call my name and I will be your enemy. Just call my name and I won't be answering.
Blood is my passion. My only obsession. My darkness is everything. The hunger for sins. running through my mind.