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OnlyPantherFaninMaine

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they hollering change here, but I got bills due

so pardon me when Im on E, and I dont feel you

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I pray everyday, I aint saved dog

I aint slept in days, you see it in my face dog

I'm bout to break God, cause I been getting older

and I dont know if I can bear the weight thats on my shoulders

I'm at the tunnels end, and I dont see the light

I aint giving up, but I aint got the strength to fight

I get sick some days

I aint fit some days

the industry's so shiesty, I just want to quit somedays

I thought about the block, she started calling back

but I promised myself that I was gonna be through with that

Hey I believe in karma, you reap what you sew

Scared of the consequences for hurting people just for dough

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Hey, I'd be lying if I said I wasnt scared of dying

but hell it's worse if having wings and never ever flying

beating yourself up cause you never was the one for trying

I see the good in man, Im here for soul-inspiring

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and my personal favs

"dont save her, she dont wanna be saved"

"Two things in my life I aint ever seen before...is a UFO or a ho that wouldnt go":yesnod:

This is my type of thread. I could go on for days in here!

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"Language is the heart's lament. A weak attempt to circumvent the loneliness inherent in the search for permanence." -Protest the Hero, Spoils

"She wears a perfume called Pride that smells a lot more like Shame." -Protest the Hero, She Who Mars the Skin of Gods

"If a mortal stands before us strike him down with sleight of hand, and if Heaven rides against us then God, himself, must be damned." -Protest the Hero, Bone Marrow

As you can see I like Protest the Hero's lyrics a lot. I could post a lot more.

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Standing above the crowd,

He had a voice that was strong and loud and I

Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so

Eager to identify with

Someone above the ground,

Someone who seemed to feel the same,

Someone prepared to lead the way, and

Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?

Would you die for me?

Don't you f**kin lie.

Don't you step out of line.

Don't you step out of line.

Don't you step out of line.

Don't you f**kin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.

Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own

eulogy?

He had alot to say.

He had alot of nothing to say.

He had alot to say.

He had alot of nothing to say.

Come down.

Get off your f**king cross.

We need the f**king space,

to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.

You must be crucified,

For our sins and our lies!

Good-bye!!!

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Black plagues

line a fading sky.

A dying world stripped to the bone.

Intoxicated by the madness,

blood weeps from open wounds.

And still the fires rage.

Consumed, Now chaos reigns.

Our pride dissolved.

The rise and fall.

The breaking point

burned and crossed.

-Parkway Drive: Breaking Point

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Freedom is slavery.

War is peace.

Ignorance is strength.

Existence is suffering.

-Parkway Drive: Samsara

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Dear God, how have you been then?

I'm not fine, fug pretending

All of this death your sending

Best throw some free heart mending

Invite you in my heart, then

When done, my sins forgiven?

This God of mine relaxes

World dies I still pay taxes

-Alice In Chains: God Am

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She looked over at me with a glazed eye

And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area

And she said, “Just get me wasted

And you're half-way there

'Cause if my mind's tore up

Then my body don't care”

I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin and said

My-my-my! What sort of thing

Might this lady get high upon?

The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more

When her sister got nekkid and laid on the floor

She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet

But she could use a little UH!

If I wasn't done yet

I told her:

Just because the sun

Want a place in the sky

No reason to assume

I wouldn't give her a try

So I pulled on her hair

Got her legs in the air

And asked her if she had any cooties in there

WHADDYA MEAN, COOTIES!

NO COOTIES ON ME!

She was buns-up kneelin'

BUNS UP!

I was wheelin' and dealin'

Wheelin' and dealin' and OOOOOH!

She surrendered to the feelin'

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I'm on some tax free sh!t by any means

Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit CREAM

I learned much from such with cons who run scams

Veterans got the game spiced like ham

And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn

Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn

Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength

that made me truncate the length one tenth

Woofers stomp, tweeters hiss like air pumps

RZA shaved the track, niggaz caught razor bumps

Scarred tryin to figure who invented

this unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted

Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues

Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse

-GZA, 4th Chamber

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I went from the slums of Hell to paradise in Heaven

From a sling-shot to a wall of mac 11's

I drank with the Devil and ate with the Reverand

We talked numbers and I told 'em, that mine was 7

The total amount of hits, behind the collapsed building

That had exploded in a frenzy of killings

Bodies lay near tons of twisted metal

Of a structure and atomic force, it leveled

From the tale of the tape, the product failed in comparison

The weight, the height, the reach, was not a year within

Sight, the significant, difference was the ammo

Wrecking y'all individuals and their man know

Second by second, heat blazed through the night

Leaving a dazzling array of neon lights

The primary reason of mission for them spitting

The firing kept hitting, them dust, they kept sipping

But the informants x-rays gave off electrons

Within a few next days, entire cess gone

Prenticle percisions used to remove the eyelids

Those responsible for my brothers with high bids

Life in the hood is an award winning film

Lived ut by savages who can't escape the realm

A place where the young meet and greet with guns

In the park they interrupt the pure innocent fun

GZA- Silverbacks

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Guillotine (Swords)

The nigga don't get mad, I got mad styles of my own

And it's shown when my hands grip the chrome microphone

Verbally I catch bodies with cordless shotties

Intriguin emcees, I keep em trained like potties

I bomb facts, my sword is an axe

to split backs invisible, like dope fiend tracks

Sky's the limit, niggaz are timid, and nobody knows

How we move like wolfs in sheep clothes

Producin data, microchips or software

Undaground and off air, the Land of the Lost

Notorious henchman from the North

Strikin niggaz where the Mason-Dixon line crossed

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