Atmosphere Lyrics
Atmosphere Lyrics
"WND Lyrics"
Of Purest Fire Lyrics
From the hand of Evil I was sent destroying that where jesus went In the name of Satan I command Kill the priest and steal his land Onwards the arise where life can be unmade I am Of Purest Fire Burning all what should be burned I found the portrait of christ reigning in the minds of the iced son of the god of cancer never will he give you an answer I create a
From the hand of Evil I was sent destroying that where jesus went In the name of Satan I command Kill the priest and steal his land Onwards the arise where life can be unmade I am Of Purest Fire Burning all what should be burned I found the portrait of christ reigning in the minds of the iced son of the god of cancer never will he give you an answer I create a
[Slug]
It's summer, and I'm chillin on my steps with my little crew
Just like the videos, just like all the little rappers do
We voice love to the heads we know that walk past
Sunshine and smilin, Livin out of a shot glass
And I talk fast when it comes to girls
Hey baby I'm just a nut tryin to fuck a squirrel
Maybe we could shut the world up
Let some slug into your life
Suddenly she hypes an eyebrow up, like
"What do you mean?" and I start buggin like
"If I was to fallowed you home would you keep me
Would you feed me, would you pet me
Would I fuck you till your sleepy?"
She said I'm creepy, and walked off
Too late, I already got off on the fact you even stopped
You knew I'd treat you like an object
You knew I was a rapper, you knew it was the trend
For us
I Can't Stop Hurting You Lyrics
She looked at me with eyes that cut right through me and said "You must be blind let me tell you a little something about yourself You're the hurtin' kind" I must admit after the pain and fight I've a sneaking suspicion that you might be right I love you, I love you, I love you But I Can't Stop Hurting You I want to, I want to I Can't Stop Hurting You I can't,
rapper men to disrespect women infront of friendsShe looked at me with eyes that cut right through me and said "You must be blind let me tell you a little something about yourself You're the hurtin' kind" I must admit after the pain and fight I've a sneaking suspicion that you might be right I love you, I love you, I love you But I Can't Stop Hurting You I want to, I want to I Can't Stop Hurting You I can't,
Nonetheless; here comes that kid Sean that I used to be cool with
Went to school with, now this kid is talkin fool shit
Gettin supper touchy with his lips about
how I stuck his bitch supposedly
What the fuck is this supposed to be
Sean's got nuts, hes alone, I'm wit crew
Now tell me what the fuck I'm supposed to do
I spew. Look (???) makes believers of cartoons
And I happen to know your bitch sleeps in until the afternoon
Honestly, my man, you don't bother me
Cause Everybody bleeds, now go and ask your seed who his father be
[Chorus]
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
A Violent God Lyrics
Behold a white horse And he who set upon him Was called faithful and true And in righteousness he doth judge and make war His eyes were as a flame of fire And on his head were many crawns And he had a name written That no man knew but he himself And he was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood And the armies followed him upon white horses Clothed in fine linen, white and clean A
Behold a white horse And he who set upon him Was called faithful and true And in righteousness he doth judge and make war His eyes were as a flame of fire And on his head were many crawns And he had a name written That no man knew but he himself And he was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood And the armies followed him upon white horses Clothed in fine linen, white and clean A
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
[Slug]
Now Sean kicked my ass, I ain't gonna lie, ain't gonna laugh
It wasnt fun, but fuck 'em, I'ma get my gun
Shit like that gets done in the world of rap
If they pushin on ya vibe, you just a pussy if it slides
So I sprint up three flights, Get into the feet whipe on the door
Draggin dirt and blood on the rug, and the wood floor
Couldn't believe my squad just stood there and watched
Word to God, this boy tellin me to blame it on my cock
I'm amped, and I'ma shoot every motherfucker out there
I'm ill, and I'm gonna prove that shit when I get back downstairs
Into the bedroom, my passion aimed at the closet
Visualizing the top shelf, thats where the shoebox is
I push the top up, enough to fit my hand in
Reach into
Big Railroad Man Lyrics
The birthday party was over toys were scattered here and there Seven candles lay by the last piece of cake in front of an empty chair A mother said son I know you're disappointed but please try to understand Your daddy's been awfuly busy because you see he's a very big railroad man So you go on to sleep now she kissed him turned out the light But moments later a window opened and this little boy slipped
the box in a frenzy, realizing that it's emptyThe birthday party was over toys were scattered here and there Seven candles lay by the last piece of cake in front of an empty chair A mother said son I know you're disappointed but please try to understand Your daddy's been awfuly busy because you see he's a very big railroad man So you go on to sleep now she kissed him turned out the light But moments later a window opened and this little boy slipped
Hand rests in the box, head festers in an open stun
Then I remember, I don't even own a gun
[Chorus]
"What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What, (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What, What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What, What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What" (I'm like) "What Kid What"
I'm like "What, What, What, What"
[Outro]
Writers Never Die
Writers Never Die
Writers Never Die
Writers Never Die