we die. Knowing, unknowing, our savior in the sky betray. Betrayed, still unknow. Faith or faked, the question still grows. Blasphomy, Reality. Who holds
d be in as good a mood as I am But you don't 'cause you just feel like you I've had it for the last time Her action's got me hot as my last rhyme Your
me coming. Cold reigning king, Hold all the secrets from you As they produce the movement. Even Siberia goes through the motions. Hold out and hold up; Hold
's like death wish two You've got to know who's fuckin' who! Chorus (4x): Edsel Harris Who's fuckin' who? Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice Living
motel Tellin them broads about my furniture and jewels Work on my table and how holding my clientel Damn do it hit the spot As pretty as you is no more
ocean a change in the weather, I was praying that you and me might end up together. It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert, But I'm holding
is for all of my niggas that are RIP s You ain't missin' of life, ain't what this should be I pass a car soon, who know who's the enemy Lots of shit
know Heat holds me down, my ... hold me down Cause I put the rush ... nigger we bust em up Cop... ready to blow your block off the map Thug life nigger
respect it, but I don't get down with the fuzz I don't drink with DT's I don't hang with the judge But truth be truth and I got the proof Most ministers
} You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun But life as an outlaw just begun
left my side I hold your stiffened body so close to me For years I've lived in a dream Awake, I felt as dead as my cold and bloodless bride to me I
joyous celebrations of Hell begin Who holds the keys to the seven gates? Lucifer's demonic laughter Assist our quest, Belial prays free from Hell who
amateur, who dared to challenge the Clansman, holding a sword like excalibur Truth is my shield, show and prove I reveal Reality, a coldness the heart can feel Livin life
to decode If you can't save it, leave it dying on the road Wide open arms can feel so cold So cold, feel so cold Balance the books, the ledges, the
hammer Turn the priest into a shell of a man That priest was putting up the fight of his life But he was old and he was bound to lose The boyfriend hit as hard as
I'm in the same boots as you I'm tellin' the truth, I got a price on my head too 'Cause when you You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't
is you could fill in the blanks with truth like mad-libs. This is the snaps inch and if you asks me, realities a floor model. You take it as is, but
down regardless to who you are If you ain't really witness the invisible The clairvoyant rhyme blizzard, the tech hold arson as a missile It's like, as