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from Bizarre - Hannicap Circus (2005)
( Verse 1 - Bizarre )
Wakin' up lookin' for a bag of herb Smokin', drinkin' all on the curb Christmas trees, ???, all types of ??? Meds, hydro even ??? I don't rap for weed Freestyles, hooks whatever you need Come to my house we can go to G room Smoke some shrooms and look up at the moon Take off your shoes, relax your feet While I roll some ??? and the Fat's beat Cookies and brownies, whatever you wanna eat You know Bizarre, he be lovin' some sweets I smoke so much my shit is green Next week it'll be all clean Bizarre's in the back, 84 Lac Poppin' some pills (??) listenin' to ??? Mac ( Chorus - King Gordy ) x 2 Ya'll wanna get high (get high) And listen to music (listen to music) Some of that good old Hip Hop (Hip Hop) Ghetto music (ghetto music) ( Verse 2 - Swifty McVay ) I'm from Detroit bitch where nothin' is splendid I roll shit and light up trees like the month of December I'm in the kitchen smilin', cookin' brownies ??? Long Island, allow me to finish this off with a vallum Now we, ??? zombies gettin' in touch with Hip Hop and R&B Laughin' at shit around me, you overstep your boundaries I ain't slappin' your hand, you tryna snatch my gans I'm in the casino slangin' vicodine, cloudy What can you say a nigga thats slick, old dust and Saudi Arabia and I can ??? I'll be smoky as a kettle black If you ain't Clinton, you inhalin' that So I'ma force you to smoke for the hell of it ( Chorus ) x 2 ( Verse 3 - Stic.man ) I love to see the homie cliqued up, fist up Cackies on, sag, bandanna, rags twist up Hood pry, unified, gees up, ride or die Livin' by the code of the street, an eye for an eye Graffiti on the wall, ghetto life Homies hangin' at the pool hall out on the block shootin' dice Every set of push ups is for my locked up comrads And for the ones we lost during combat Pourin' out kanyak, on the concrete Where the junkies sleep, little kids runnin' the street My life is full of pain, but its positive still Now that I'm ??? to the game, I'm harder to kill Ghetto waterfalls comin' from the ??? ??? out the cars lil homie, you the cards lil homie Yes you are lil homie, we all stars lil homie ( Chorus ) x 2 |
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from Project Deadman - Self Inflicted (2004)
PDM Project Deadman Prozak King Gordy MEC
(Prozak) I sit alone and try to remember why it's obituaries Diggin up 5 dead bodies so I can play twister and pictionary Kindy scary how I stay stationary in this monestary You think it's depressing in the cemetary but it's quite the contrary Kind of morbid livin in this f**ked up world that we call hell But will somebody please just tell me what the f**k is that smell Oh it's our own souls decaying the result of our wicked ways Like eatin a bowl of thumbtacs with a side of razorblades Oh no my hands are bleeding a side effect of stigmata Terrorists crash into buildings and they claimin it's for Allah But I holler at your religion Muslim Hebrew or Christian Havin visions and preminitions of mankinds crucifictions The body of christ compells you 'cause you do what the devil tells you Drugs and alcohol excell you like a dirty pimp that sells you But I'm not here to condemn you criticize or offend These are the prophecies of Project Deadman here to tell you No rest for the angels no rest for the demons No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head(2x) (King Gordy) I hold there for shock obsorbance when I rock the orbit For what it's worth I am not normal I am dark and morbid Escape from hell the devil's trackin me down He wears all black with a crown with shocks and horns he gotta be found Slip through the cracks in the ground Died but I'm back as a baby from Iraq Who learned first to live Allah decide what truth is I'm a soldier pack through deserts walkin through deserts You're down with the presence of a ghost lost in the present Cursed to lurk the earth desolate hurts but then again Many havn't experienced the pleasure of pain I pity you you're pitiful perish in flames The rap version of Kurt Cobain It's an honor when Manson let's me watch him snort cocaine Life of a rockstar of fortune and fame Until we blow out our brains hahahahahaha No rest for the angels no rest for the demons No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head(6x) NO REST FOR THE WICKED(2x) |
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