you) Sleep with one eye open, hold your breath and cry You've got to calm down There's no evil in the closet There's no evil in the dark No monster
and sin Hung inside this cage again When evil reigns 'cuz people like to win It may seem sweet, but we won't like the end So we shine brightly from
and believe the sermon But instead I spoke up and relieve the burning Hoping that He understands my reasons for it Naw, I ain't evil, I'm equal And nigga I ain't sweet
even my shadow's jealous? My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come
a fiend One last kiss from my sweet serpentine Eliminate, break navigate to rejuvenate Thoughts of suicide with my nickel plate Reconciliation came from my
hard hat hangin low over my eyes And the briefcase right by my side 9-milla glock and a chrome .45 and I know That all of my murderers Heard of this
Pretenders to the throne kneel before him Appalling wretched demon king Praise be to us his children Spawns of evil?s reckoning Doomed from the inception
what it is Nap, Nappy Roots, can I start this one off? Okay Each day I listen what the streets say, like a DJ my Negroes scratch Ghetto recordin's, for my
the deal On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal To my seed, May I lead you into no breed of evil In the categories and stories I breed my sequel
me nightly I'm changin' my identity and playin' more roles than that niggah spike lee This shit ain't fake i gotta break And get the fuck back on this murder
FIRMIN: This is lunacy! Well, you know my views ANDRE: ...Utter lunacy! FIRMIN: But we daren't refuse ... ANDRE: Not another chandelier FIRMIN: ...Look, my
Circle of hands, cold spirits plan Searching my land for an enemy Came across love's sweet cost And in the face of beauty evil was lost Sky full of eyes
easy. Murder to tha first degree, gotta represent dividend, president, flint, is sweet to me like peppermint. You'll never find my fingerprints, so watch me getaway, murder
My name is vagabond My name is angel My name is century My name is hunter My name is sunburst My name is wildfire My name is scrutinize My name is basic
it ain't shit to do but look (Talk about, what?) In my "Home Sweet Home" I keep chrome next to my bones Alters my walk to limpin' (Home sweet home) Since
The good, the bad, the ugly, and the evil Deep in the manna where the poverty's visible There's not a lot sweet, so most look miserable Most cave in
the rolling hills of suicide everyone will run and hide screaming bloody murder with their heads of fire there just may be a chance for me my sweet insanity
To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil