I've been searching for some questions found in questions I don't know to ask All bottled up inside my head and never making any sense but now I understand
a legend I'ma die a sudden death, 5 mics in The Source Ain't holdin' my fuckin breath But I suffocate for the respect Fore I breath the collect the fuckin
ever do live to be a legend I'ma die a sudden death, 5 mics in The Source Ain't holdin' my fuckin breath But I suffocate for the respect Fore I breath
gotta say We're partners in crime You got that certain something What you give to me Takes my breath away Now the word out on the street Is the devil
GRUNT] [death] I am the breeze the bringer of rest and ease I am the wind the forgiver of those who've sinned I am the storm I blow the devil's horn
Devil in a midnight mass, Who prayed behind stained glass. A memory of sunday class, Resurrected from the past. I was told that the world wouldn't believe
echo loud in the park I live and die for all the shit I believe And rep for everything I stand for with every single breath I breathe Like the intake
wyclef] (come on) Root to the fruit More bass than bootsy collins You verses me Thats like ali verses foreman (a-ha) God’s act, stand back and watch Devil
name of my brethren And every blow connect during the fight you can hear the thunder roll into heaven, Ain't hell a deep breath of fresh air The devil
I know that once in love You don't think of The devil who's inside And maybe there'll come one day When you'll feel safe And I wont have the time You
can’t give your soul to the devil but you know that you will. Cold where I roam, Tie these broken bones, Your every finger burns like salt in the wounds. Breath
yi Yaaaaay Yippie yi Ohhhhh Ghost Riders in the sky Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath
to you it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was. Hold me down baby Chorus(2x): Either let me fly, or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath
t move or fret just minds her business "I swear these walls have been talking to me" she says "Cause all I hear are the Devil's wishes" She feels his breath
nigga, tell the devil I sent ya [Fat Joe] Yup! Death ain't sweet man But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease Some niggaz get cremated, others
in my sleep, Though I tore that page away. And, here on Devils Island, I'll always have to stay. Devils Island, Devils Island Here I am. Devils Island, Devils
shiver, heaven sent I'm the snow on your lips The freezing taste, the silvery sip I'm the breath on your hair The endless nightmare, devil's lair Only
There alive, die as I space you. That's where I cease the spell. The devil loves the pain. Certain victims breath the pain. Buried, weak the soul.
