je naar boven maar je hoort in de goot Paling in een emmer snot, val maar dood! Als een vuile hoer bij iedereen op schoot Kwijlende hypocriet, val maar dood
val maar dood! Als een vuile hoer bij iedereen op schoot Kwijlende hypocriet, val maar dood! "Hallo, hoe gaat 't?" Da's je beste quote Nou met mij alles goed, val
I see you runnin' You're gone A million miles away But you know I'm comin' Violenz that Blows you into space And you think You're gonna get away Like
The Masta, the Ase-Inc Lost is the ghetto dweller trapped in a cage There?s no way out of the death trap You can?t come back, back No matter what you
The Abraham Lincoln town cars arrive To dispose of our King and Queen They orchestrated dramatic new scenes For celebritarian needs When one world ends
Last week after a 'Dynasty' I had crows feet under my eyes Paid two days for getting high Freezing, wheezing Got pasted in a bar I hope I've got the
Onyxxx....... They tried to poison the fetus We gonna check it out like this All hell The high exalted Yo My mother fucking name is fredro starr You know
Let the light shine in. Cause We're not alone. We're Not Alone. Let the light shine in. Cause We're not Alone. We're Not Alone (We will tear away) (We
Is it safe to say You made a mistake In the perfect way In the perfect way Cross your fingers now If you choose that lane You'll lose yourself. My friend
(Blaze) Ever since back when I was alive I always thought to myself what it would be like to die Today I'm more dead than a doornail Whether I succeed
In the back of my neck I can feel a strange sensation Feels like I'm heading for the crisis of all creation Only those with death wish understand my situation
I'm frozen Stuck in time I'm searching for a reason to leave this hell But it's so hard to find I'm frozen Stuck in time I'm searching for a reason to
In our most painful moments Lost in the cloak of night Burned, broken, tired, hopeless No future is in sight Where are we even going And who among you
I know that my old life is ending very soon I'll lose my breath But raise up high or slow descending Death is a forecourt to hell, where the lost of humanity
Here we are now In this god awful state Where there is nothing to say Let's loose ourselves in a picture Dressed for the occasion Then lock it away, lock
At the gates of the passion flower I knocked for love And through its folds my soul Only heard the rumors of love... Beyond those crimson petals in the
You are dead, you are dead, my dearest And I breathe, you have left me You have left me forever more Never to return and I remain No, no, if my verses
Guilty of no crime Not enough yet too much time I'm burning in this hell Plans to buy and dreams to sell Sitting by myself Living life and loving life