been dead all my life and now I know I will never live again Empty streets follow my way on the road This dead end that leads to nowhere I have been dead
for decaying corpses Necrocannibalistic feast right before the dawn Carrion is my delight Putrid reek i enjoy Devourer of the dead Devourer of the dead
you die Take it ten for one, wave bye-bye wave bye-bye You done took mine, I'ma take yearn This is what'cha earn, chopper bullets burn S.K. trigga clicker
bastards allergic to cash this year Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-B Killin bustaz is my motherf**kin job, him or me Lyrically fatally driven, ni**az reported missin My competition dead
you anymore Your needles in my heart My nonexistent trust I must endure I yearn for sympathy Und doch beruhr ich kalte nur It's a biting cold Living flame shining dead
: Old dreams return Disillusioned I yearn Am I buried beneath sand and clay? The caress of cold soil With limbs crippled to the coil Locked inside a
moms Look hey, we gotta make some hit records or something, you know what I'm saying? Cause I'm tired of being broke Verse 1: Cause all I do is yearn
what you sold Over budget your video, got pimped like a hoe My niggas move slo-mo like robotic clones I'd rather be alive and paid, than dead broke My
to a stalk." "A stalk has withered and dead, sweetheart, The flower will never return, And since I've lost my own true love, What can I do but yearn." "
god damn, you know she?s right? deeply yearning for awakening to stop the screaming in his head but a choir of their filthy laughin unveils the wish of being dead
you here by me In your eyes, once found ablazed Dark shadow dances free Yearning and praying like dying Freezing and hurting Ghost of your smile still haunting So it's dead
Souls, dreams and skulls No one survives It's yearning your blood Leave the fallen behind Just let your heart freeze It's time to bury the dead Don'
Vintrens kulde Snart tilfulde - oc hans L¦ngsel Mod een Vinternat Ulven vandrer eene Had Love fetter'd this force of free? What he leaves dead, he forgets
s a time that is dead There are words That are better unheard, Better unsaid. COSETTE In my life I'm no longer a child and I yearn For the truth that
and constantly stackin and packin Cause where I'm from accidents just don't happen Living in the fast lane, full speed ahead I had kegs of juice and niggas wanted me dead
Burn And all my dead Meat yearns For the vulture?s Return Take my D-d-d-d-d-dead meat My d-d-d-d-dead meat Your D-d-d-d-d-dead meat Coming down Down
know he really should be more grateful For all the things he's got He's got a family that loves him And you know they love him a lot Still he yearns
