'd like to smell the fear shivering on your lips and I'd like to taste the sweet revenge of cutting out your tongue, because your words sound better red
burning in the highlands again We'll fight 'til the flag of freedom files overhead Till the evil-hearted tyranny is dead And the colour of the battlefield is red
? How peculiar...I cannot stay here for too long As it's the only place I'm meant to be My fate is to finish the ten steps of purgatory Someone is drawing
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Get on Top, Get on Top Hit me come get me I bite but she bit me Go-rilla cunt-illa Sammy D and Salmonella Come with me You I Give the finger to a cop
of the blood with sin, unleash the beast within I walk around, with the strength, of a hundred men You best to run before I count to ten Blood drippin
French toast and show us some skin I show you every inch grows of my foreskin Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten Now you know it’s
better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe
get it Last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten
my head'll spin Medicine'll get me revvin like a 747 jet engine Scratched my balls til I shredded skin "Doctor, check this rash, look how red it's been
in a sock and smoked rock Takin drugs is cool, that's why I buy 'em Shoot 'em up my ass, let your little brother try 'em Ten years is what I'm facin
feelings I got advice from my father, all he told me was this Niggaz, get off your ass if you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll
hustler So I stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny
Numero uno...) "I'm the one" (Numero uno...) "I'm the one" (Hold up, hold up...) "Oh, no, no, baby" (Verse 2) Now you can go Black, or you can go white You can go red
blood colours the white snow red. Women] [and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic] [tree, a ten year-old boy. When
coiled in thrice, Bane of flame in shadowed ice, Flooded by the bloated moon, The ivory worm now sleeps entombed. Ten thousand spear-points gleaming