blade And this is the line, this is the line All that they build we will break This is the line (This is the line) This is a battle, we are the blade
This is a battle We are the blade And this is the line, this is the line All that they build we will break This is the line And though you will fight
Translation: Demon Hunter. This Is The Line.
fart it's a shame Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the bitches Don't wanna fuck a black herpe nose nigga This is it yaw, dump this
it through the struggle Niggas bubble in the jungle selling crack by the bundles Yo these raps might hunt you like a cat in the jungle Spittin' lines
Or hide until tomorrow It hasn't worked before When his love is known It turns to stone This creature goes out hunting And feeling that he prowls Makes
makes sense Violence makes dollars all the sinner's repent And this government seems hell bent to boil Profits line their pockets blood runs for oil And this cannabis plant is still demonized
Darkness - In every line and word i'm singing Demons - Haunting me whenever I think Nightfall - A dying man Nightfall - Yes i am Beasts inside me roar
I suffocate, reality is tearing my life away All in vain, I'm taking my pride into the grave What a fine line we walk with our eyes closed Giving our
is not a reason more to live If this is all the love my spirit can give Just take it back tonight There is not a reason more to live If this is all
a four-wheel drive Keep you punks lined up, everyone will survive I know you steal from other rappers like a rat on the hunt Therefore your rhyme is just
of poor intent, your soul just ain't real Telling some that you repent, the rest of us know the deal If your life is a positive force, steer clear this demon
Tyson My brain is like a factory constantly creating Material stitch by stitch for decoration Lyrics are fabrics, beat is the lining My passion in rhyming is
and fear Despair is rising, all hopes are low Governments have fallen, nations are no more No one left to fight this most unholy war Why is this happening
reflected energy to the scent the cent degree Where v in victory is five the second letter I is three See in perspectives twenty twenty t is crossed
old fart it's a shame Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the bitches Don't wanna fuck a black herpe nose nigga This is it yaw, dump this
a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore Someones at the door, understanding too demanding Can this be wrong, it's love that is not ending Makes
