Founds total 38 songs
Suicide
Hey there killer, where you goin'?. I see you got a gun and your anger is showing. What you about to do? Gonna kill her man?. I know that you are, but you don't really understand.
Prison Song
(Your attention please. As warden Abbiss announced ealier this week, Ionia state penitentiary. Is now number one in the country among inmate education. Thirty-one percent of you have earned.
Intro (cracked Tiles)
Welcome to Zug Izland. Your very own Zug Izland. Welcome Welcome Zug Izland. Welcome Welcome Zug Izland. Welcome to Zug Izland. Your very own Zug Izland.
Hiroshima
Wait a minute, wait a minute there he is. His ass is a dead motherfucker. When I get my hands on him!. . Dogg, your gonna get fuckin' busted! she'll break out with DNA on that ass..
Fly
Spread your wings, flyin over frozen mountains, crystal rivers, and geyser fountains,. Driftin above China's mystic forests, float with the breeze across seas to shore,.
Fire
I break the melted popsicle sticks and start the show. Push me in the fire, as you punish my soul. I thought it was funny when the hungry would break.
Dreams
[French, saying something about a carnival]. . Are you climbing up a slippery pole? (pole). Fallin Deep In A Hole? (Deep In A Hole). Fallin Down. Are you lost in an exitless maze,.
Intro
During each cycle of life on this very planet. You have a begining, and you have an ending. As each cycle occurs. The souls living are forced to make a decision.
Death Don't Want You
[Blaze:]. It ain't no place to be, (Trust Me). And why is that you ask. Ain't no lights at the end. There's only darkness on my path. Tortured souls fill the realm I call home.
U Can't Hurt Me Now
(Intro). You're about to hear the tale of an indestructable man. He's dead and he's pissed. He's roamin the streets at night lookin for ways to die. Should you encounter him, the undead, the dead ass zombie.
Str8 Outta Detroit
Bitch, you can straight up eat a mothafuckin' dick! I'm lookin' at the. mothafuckin' frontline. I see Violent J....Anybody Killa...and that. mothafuckin' dead homie, BLAZE!! See, we represent a mothafuckin' hatchet on.
Saturday Afternoon
Who wanna ride?!. Who wanna ride?!. Who wanna ride?!. . It's a Saturday afternoon on the Eastside. Mashin' in the bucket, sippin' on formeldahyde. Pockets lookin' sore so you know I gotta go.
Hatchet Luv
You's a bitch. Trick ass, snitch mothafuca. Type bitch, sleepin' with the enemy, sucka. Don't let me catch ya slippin' in the darkness. We ain't friends, a nigga ain't forgot shit.
Grave Ain't No Place
A motherf**ker recognize a thug mashin' hard. Straight out the plot of my cemetery yard. Buried so long, nobody gave a shit. Blood and tears, embedded in my casket.
Given Half The Chance
Given half the chance. To do it all again. From start to the finish. And change how it ends. Question: what would you do, huh?. What would you do?. If given half the chance.
Casket
In the casket. HELL YEAH!. In the casket. In the casket. HELL YEAH!!. In the casket. In the casket. HELL YEAH!!. In the casket. In the casket. HELL YEAH!!.
Gang Related
(Gangsta!). Now if you got your hat tilted to the side. And you're always down to jack a bitch for her ride. Or the colors that your rep, make others upset.
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