chrome reflects the sky When she flies all I know my insides hear me cry Skulls can grin Vultures spin Engines whirl Life begins Snakes to skin Blood to drink
talking, I love it when you doubt me Mother fucker. 'Cause when I feel aggression, I just grab the closest weapon And beat 'em in the skull with it Until
can't biuld me spliff dem Without rizzla Dem say look out the door And you know di weather Me start put two An two together First class flights And she drinks
brothers and all my edge motherfuckers. and if you got beef then bring the ruckas but tonight forget that shit, yeah forget everything, skull whatever you drink
my dtd brothers and my edge motherfuckers. And if you got beef then bring the ruckas But tonight forget that shit, yeah forget everything, Skull whatever you drink
frozen six pack with exacto Knives, strangling wives with pig lasso Few bags of the the grass, zig zags, I'm with the doc so You know how that go, skull
: (Background words spoken by BalSac) Y'know, back in outer space we used to drink - a lot We used to take all kinds of kick-ass drugs And showed blatant
emptied of precious blood arteries dried of life source centuries before at skull time of remembrance is at hand consume the blood of jesus drink
laughing] (I am the West, Cube!) (Got another one) (I be tellin these niggaz and bitches on the bottom) (They need to drink some of this Kool-Aid) (Drink
: Why, every time I reach for the sky I can only reach so high, why why, every time I head-but a brick wall I always crack my skull, why why, every
to the back of the blind poet I want to cry but I try and hold it, one of them notice Crack me over the skull with a crime motive They made a toast to
aerobic Reeboks and Decaturs, now You up to par and ready fo yo lesson I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session Like
a dead end, you won't catch me spreadin no white thighs I only see afro bitches up in my eyes I don't eat no beef and surely not no pork I used to drink
knows no right from wrong When she comes upon you Surrender you must Pansexual vampire She rides with feral lust Raise the skull! Drink the blood Ride
forgotten myths. To find the sea of power. This well where the Wolfeheart drinks. My thirst has been a nail in my skull. But behold!! This is my victory
Why does it have to be so damn tuff? I don't know where I can go To let these ghosts out of my skull My grandmas past, my brothers gone I never at once
d never see a tear In darkness through my being here, away from you the bright light of your star confronts me shining through Dull and sullen, much subdued, my skull
the time is right You will die on the cross Hang by day and by night Die Christ, in pain, nailed to wood From skulls of apostles we drink his blood
