masks I'm in my old school with the Georgia tag With my Georgia ass and my red flag I'm G'd up from the feet up In my black van with my feet up And
foot wings wave in the air i am drunk laying against the striped table pushing these banners into the airless beach waving these flags as i murmur the
can't tell if there's a difference anymore, Goin' up or goin' down, where's the elevator door, Got the pimped out suite on the 13th floor, Black Flag'
dance floor, right, some kid stepped up to Them and said somethin' about hippies, then punks And the chubby one, Plug Three? Yeah, Plug Three, yeah I know him All right, Plug Three
stories The ones about serial killers Let dreams flow into savage times Do you hear the sirens scream across the city? We've had three hot nights in
stories.... the ones about serial killers....let dreams flow into savage times....do you hear the sirens scream across the city, we've had three hot nights
my fate Reflections of light creates shapes Inside of this particular sphere I see kids in the street When I pass I go beep, beep, beep See the black
way but loose. And I'm so good that I don't have to brag. Now there's twenty, thirty beautiful women sleepin' at the foot of my bed. And every night, every night
its overbuilt with ivy and under black sand Five arches five porches like diamonds so bright Its a beacon for a sailor on a dark winters night On yonder
early sown I see that your souls have long since flown To the river of greed where angels moan Midst flowered veils and weathered graves And flags where the great black
And the streets, where the politics of reality were once created, Are deserted at night and the rulers sleep secure. They are under no threat as long
The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G. Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come
Graveyard Chamber Danger Danger Stranger is major Enter the Graveyard Chamber [Verse One: Grymreaper] Ahh, Here a moan The night is dark and feel fear
light, creates shapes [Prince Poetry] Inside of this particular sphere, I see kids in the street When I pass, I go Beep! Beep! Beep! [Pharoahe Monch] See the black
make the journey and the world watched and listened {*echoing scratch*} No doubt {*scratches*} blastoff [One.Be.Lo] Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four (lift off) three
worth reading and still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling Left voice (morrison, tucker) Please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used