Breathing murder upon The early church Destruction, the new faith to hurt Fueled by zeal, a twisted perception Creating disorder a morbid obsession Profession
Breathing murder upon the early church Destruction, the new faith to hurt Fueled by zeal, a twisted perception Creating disorder, a morbid obsession Profession
번역: 희생 생활. 살인 호흡.
[This is a cool song, too bad it's only 3:23 and an instrumental. But it] [starts off with a very black metal touch and then go back into the vein
of Nia Long, clips long as a Pringles can .45 Desert Eagle on me you'll think I'm an Eagles fan Tony Braxton sniper rifle make you never breathe again
the hoes, from nation, to nation On every radio station, good fellas in rotation, uhh That's why niggaz wanna twist my shit, flip my wig Attempt to murder
cease Street homicide, war, it's all the same 'Cause murder is murder by any name A known criminal is sentenced to death Now the legal system controls his last breath
? Well, you'll never know While you're locked to the Pulse of the rhyme flow Jason, Tales of the Crypt and the Dark Side Another fly murder, another
I ain't s'posed to step on this shit like King Kong see as a child I was born with an old soul see I would breath heavy, flame would shoot out of my nose
we can say it ain't our fault if we never heard it But if we know better, then we probably deserve it Jihad is not a holy war, where's that in the worship? Murdering
me apart You murder my heart, you murder my heart You murder my heart, you murder my heart Tears me apart You murder my heart, you murder my heart You murder
her Let it breath to 'em Just let it breath to 'em, yeah Young mula, baby Young mula, baby Young, young mula, baby Just let it breath to 'em
never existed My futuristic linguistics turn fools into statistics I'm a lyrical misfit with a sadistic characteristics I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath
life But they keep takin pictures of my jewells in the light 100g?s in the night, entertainin big timers cause my 1 liners rule these dynamers smellin rose on my breath
the walls bend, when the walls bend With your breathing, with your breathing When the walls bend, when the walls bend With your breathing, with your breathing With your breathing
Kiss a girl, slay a hag Feel the flavor, freedom fag Get up early, do your chores Chase the murder with the rancid pores The thyroids with friendly blade
was lonely and my daddy died all of my niggaz came to the church And thanks for comin', I'm still stressed out over the death When I take my breath
