the most bragging rights because a nigga spit crack, bag it tight hate when rappers say they tryna get they swagger right cause I done came Im mo fire than a dragon
switchblade knife. Bring up the pain from deep inside, With a sound so good it hurts. And I?m a sucker for a midnight drag, A long slow dance of smokin ash
men drill To kill and to be killed Stood waiting by the train Why the orders loud and hoarse Why the engine's groaning cough As it strains to drag us
have I done? What can I do? What you believe about yourself It all comes true My life is a contradiction of sorrow and desire I drag my heart across the ash
teach the masses reaching' breach the classes So dodge your ?? before they drop the bombs and release the gases [Verse 2: QWEL] I can't drag you to the
: {"It all started at an accident scene on Bankhead and Ash Street. It's not clear if the suspect caused it; it is clear he wielded a hammer and told
fire, cuz' it aint nothing nice you can't entice ugly like janet reno i spice up the track, so call me jalapeno step on the stage, turn a mic into ash
is finally her death The storm of dust, made by human ash And structures are found The flames have scorched all remains Apocalypse, the slaughter's realm Come dragon
decline... I've paid the masters with blood and hunger ...And it's not for sale by any stretch. It's like religion without a Bible And the Dragon lives
out Screaming down the halls Spinning all around and now we fall Pictures framing up the past Your taunting smirk behind the glass This museum full of ash
slippers Elite style Pinocchio's nose Breaks and becomes ash In the DNA of clock's mechanism, Wooden manequin's babble goes nine to five At this time sun that burns me Drags
giants on a chicken-run Everybody dies laughing Thrust into the drag on the edge and wait Motivate the one inside you Bastard kicker burn blow the ash
clear your table So I wipe it, it's right to keep it clean So I clean, yes, I clean Do you clean? Yes, I clean it I have to empty ash trays I empty
Featuring Drag-On] [Loon] Yo,what would make a scared man pull a trigga The same thing that's make a scared man act bigga The same thing that'd make me
Serpent tails and flying fish sup up all the wishes That you sent to the stars Chinese dragons, incandescent mirrors in the waves I want to put them in
