I'm staring into the eye of demise. It's drawing closer I got no place to run. And with this transformation I have become a frail shadow if what I once
blameless, transparent designs Pathetic and shameless, crucified A legend in his own mind, enthroned by lies A deep blackened valley floods its demise
and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes Young Grip, I'm a prize, prepare for you demise Recognize
and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes Young Grip I'm a prize, prepare for you demise Recognize I put
the right direction When suddenly I stumbled on that face That face, that face, that dangerous face I mustn't be unwise Those lips, that nose, those eyes Could lead to my demise
you found her first That?s how she works, her sick and twisted gypsy curse She can swallow knives, she can swallow lives Golden black stare but the night of your demise
put the devil on me I would have preferred if niggas Would squeeze the metal on me Rumors of Lucifer, I don't know who to trust Whole world want my demise
s put it to use and then maybe the youth, can come and follow And we can leave all our problems in the bottle, tomorrow Maybe god'll wipe our eyes and
I need for you to know, that I?m falling With no more tears in my eyes, I?m falling I think I need a little time, I?m falling All these Fears to my demise
eyes are the engines of demise) Make a move (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise) Make a move (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise) Make
Watch it blow my mind, it's something I am ill prepared to remedy But let it slow the time, it takes to die And close your eyes to your enemy, defy Self
fade and soon recede You will see when you're on a date with destiny Look in the jaws of your own demise Watch your life pass before your eyes Did you
Is there a reason for all your lies? Your hatred and deceit Reflected in your eyes All the things you said All the hate you bred It's all trapped inside
A potent dosage of reality I saw myself In the broad daylight And it made me think about life I'm not the kinda guy Who nods his head With closed eyes
Thirty-eight, still shootin' real straight Lookin' for the buster that I must eliminate No surprise as the inches demise Let the four flow as I look him right in the eyes
-eight still shootin' real straight lookin' for the Buster that I must eliminate No surprise as the inches demise Let the four flow as I look him right in the eyes
I got it locked You at a funeral if I'm a cry You wanna see some real shit? Look at me around the eyes I'll turn your previous status into a now demise
a demise And maybe your surprised as to how much i adore you I just want to love you I hope you understand me Cuz everytime that i look you in your eyes