My Album, "The one they call AfterDeath -Unknown Soldier coming soon"
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Genre
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Peak #12,962
Peak in subgenre #6,890
Author
AfterDeath
Uploaded
January 10, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
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these bibles mistake the dout of hellbound~ da jaws of jail break,so I'm out da cell now/
(how?) IN aisles of hate i'm bout to exceel while the styless fate scouts routs to yell now//
defendin attacks amendements react like stoppin da engine dat could i'm endin his tracks//(haha)
Presented da facts dat sent da gats- i may not live to be the best but i'm content with that//(never!)
repent in fact i rise above! (yea) i'm exempt from rap in eyes of thugs/
continents collapse~ relaize it kuz.. i'm a killer like OJ, 'without' the GLOVE!//
you touched the finish line and u still lost somfin/( you lost!)
taught relentless minds and u still faught runnin!/
caught stuntin? ur victory against me is like haven sex WITH YOURSELF.. u 'cummin' across NOTHIN//
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I'M A RESURRECTED RULE!/ flowz need the topspeed no need for "hot beats".. i rather WRECK IT COOL//
exit fool! ad aint no trick in skoo.. i put BOB THE BUILDER out of buisness the way i GRIP THE TOOLS//
:Chorus:
feel the strength of my scriptures- sik like sarz and more?/ my barz is heavy equipped like cars and whores// tho scarz my pures!...
i'm the lord of war- tell tyrone to go around back while u gaurd door!//
the golden child- flowin styles ahure- throwin titles spoken trials open bibles therfore
bend eyelids- (yea!)
i'm weapon re-provided- seven seas man! i'm heavenly but knighted- Death and greed (word?) eleven deeds decided- these reverends plee untill i'm prefrently divided!//
hellswinter- try to over take my thrown- the unknown solja (thats right) doin it on my own//
i march the battlefields man the board set- check mate kuzlike old chess games i'm bored wit vets/ a chordless hex cant afford a death- but chaps doin the hooks gone be then the chorus next//
calla court... defeat is rather legal- brettas leathal as i'm grippin the desert eagle/
inheada equals defeatin U "twice" like letter sequals// slugs kissin u nice its rather sweet tho//
_i shatter ego's- 2 shots reload shoot cops we know move rocks zero/
the rules'll stop- fools will rot they road- when the tools go pop...shoot above the rim like freethrows//
its been over wow FEEL THE CRUNCH OF THE FABLE no more hunger now i bring the lunch to the table//
wat happens now i burn these rapsheets so tell em dentzel (KING KONG AINT GOT SHIT ON ME!)
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