rub you under your face with single-edged razors Cold street intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men Grip quick, cock squeeze and Level Men to settle it From L.A. to B.K., from
bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich Crept from the bottom, man, I struggled all my motherfucking life Use to have a razor
heard abortion Stories from the leather nun Holding hands with dead girls Hiding from the sun The lines that define begin to gray and fade now We shoot out the lights and swallow razor
DJ Scratch, you sick for this one Woo, come on, New York we back, Swizzy If you from New York, stand up, right now If you from New York, stand up, right
to party New York city knows how to party New York city keep it rockin they keep it rockin [Maino] Roll up in the club like blaow we gon need our bottles
last breath, for one last breath The tears from the fallen angels The tears from the fallen angels, angels The tears from the fallen angels The tears from
Dear diary, tonight will be our last My hands are itching for razors My angel, this knife shall carve thee wings Consumed by sickness, I ache to see your
Unheard, the wretched and the insane Unbound, forgotten, ignored The ugliness abhorred The razor, the bullet, the length of rope Our tools are numerous, our hatred overflows The razor
screaming and bathing in blood. Ripping at throats of the damned. Lucifer's calling awakens his dogs, Thrust from Lord Satan's left hand! Carving our
bathing in blood. Ripping at throats of the damned. Lucifer's calling awakens his dogs, Thrust from Lord Satan's left hand! Carving our Satanic truss
final gift, dramatic in its virtue It's a beating heart I made for you Ten razors buried bones And a kiss that tastes like violence Blue sand shadows look from
in that dirty, dirty Feed up in that villa, villa So live, this is why I'm hot Thrilla in Manila Come through with the triple village Straight from
I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest idol C'mon do as I do Go ahead get mad and do it (Repeat all 2x) [Eminem] Hand me an.8 Beam
it we can flip it We can s*** it we can flip it, we can s*** it co*** I had *** in my mouth, razor blade in my hand If a ** hittin' *** then you get it from
for our twisted love And I'm alone to mourn this loss I built this with unknowing hands Now I alone must bear this cross I'll erase you from my memory
it's gon' be I keep hustlin', yeah I keep hustlin', yeah I keep hustlin', yeah I keep hustlin', yeah And if you feel me put your hands up And come and
our stallions of black we march for war To kill the last standing of the human race The swords in our hands cut like razors Cutting the throats of the
And hear about your lady called me that started smokin' that dope (For real?) You get it all at this little dusty place Let me be still, she gettin' out the razor from