non believer plagued by diseased why? Nothing but an open mind is what I try and maintain, hand on heart keep alive in dying art, pick it up dust it
Can you see the fire in their eyes? Can you hear the anguish in their cries? Can you feel the beauty in their arts? Can you sense the love within their
" The only thing you must do is What you feel in your heart is true I will hunt now and leave you on your own To decide what to do The mighty panther
save your useless flag If you want a banana republic that bad Then why don't you go move to one But what can just one of us do? Against all that money
: Axelsson, Nerberg (...eye can see you) Look into my eyes, what do you see? I'm not man, I am no demon. I color you red, my murder's fuckin' art son
jolly bedlam from decay -facing your goggle eyes!- Who do you think you are to think you're of a better class? Who do you think you are to expect us to
did you surrender Late in the night do you remember What were the dreams that you betrayed then Would you go back if you could save them now Did you
you shake 'n you rattle Are secretly locked from inside You hope 'n pray you'll find The one thing on your mind Not until you know The art of letting
ll never Do better than crawl? Of all the cruel bastards Who've badgered and battered me, You are the cruelest of all! Can't you see what your gentle Insanities do
Chorus X2] Rap, stab, flesh, puke, slip and grab your neck Bludgeon you bloody you buddy, you stupid? What's after death? Psychological with the demonic pull, reelin you
Desert Rose Why do you live alone If you are sad I'll make you leave this life Are you white, blue or bloody red All I can see is drowning in cold grey
bedlam from decay Facing your goggle eyes Who do you think you are To think you're off a better class? Who do you think you are TO expect us to kiss
suedes from afar Pah But hold up do you know who I are? The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You blot it I got it then shot it
dead? Or is it just the picture, which you're fed? Write rhymes with your heart and do your business with your head If you ever bought Pressure a beer
To save your worthless flag If you want a banana republic that bad Why don't you go move to one But what can just one of us do? Against all that money
hell That you shake 'n you rattle Are secretly locked from inside [Chorus:] You hope 'n pray you'll find The one thing on your mind Not until you know
, them niggas can't be dying Bone Thugs Negro Don't know where you are? It can't be over! It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout? Nigga
(...eye can see you) Look into my eyes, what do you see? I'm not man, I am no demon. I color you red, my murder's fuckin' art son of the dead. I was never