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The black
My doll
and wicked spells
I my scales
My brain bleeds bloody
Just a tormenty axe
With a axe
Attacks any person that moves for or steps
Relax muthafukas the lyes in the souls
Barely so deep all the way til nine feet
An to whom to my home sweet home
With fires your urine
For House of Krazees song
The ROC is me
Im taking you on a
My nuts still dragging a ball and chain
My dicks the
You can't and you can't run from the son of
has yo ass screaming look who's on the run
Come and get some of
But watch yo
The clock has struck the hour for da killings bitch
no illusions just realism de effects
Are like tragic when you try to deal em
My wig split em
Stick a boom clip boom
I broke ya neck whos brotha FX
Its the
The will be dropping bombs
Here come and fucking sing along with the jam
The man that you to see
Mista Bones I break the
The rinkle style playing yo eardrums
With the to break your necks with the wicked
Beats and drums surround and the fucking
old thoughts of suicide is what Im giving
To the minegrain explodes off the
And the the demon was on yo back
Break it down you well
Mentle in overdrive sacrafice on the hill
Listen the bones begin to reck
And yo ass for the wicked ass FX
illusions
Something strange
the deranged you thought you could hang
You smell the look of the in the instimentle
The is now for you to try and leave this place
You in the corner
Running down the hallway you see a
You think it's
You it and fall right through the floor
There's no escape so living to
Becomes a spiritual angish or even test of is wrong
My testimony the intrum from you bastards
macking I leave yo ass in bandages
So with yo leaving with some broke necks
You can't with the flicks check the FX