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Murder Some Rednecks (Prod. MurkyWater Beats)

made some lyrics for Thomas primes old skool beat. the 49rs hit this track i really enjoyed it so i wrote to it in my own way. enjoy. i dont own beat and i down intend to -profit from it.

rough lyrics----sorry i write fast and sloppy when i make these.

sometimes man feel like im caught between different worlds
multiple aspects of pleasure fought without winnin no girl
my time spot leisurely chillin in landscapes of balance although the palace a bit small its an even smaller challenge
to overcome oneself ill relish in the fountain of downers drowning liquor mountains sometimes smillin but not to often dont be downsome
we cant take it to seriously the facts of life and the horrors they bring to the merrily ready people on the block heart attack shock esque lyric's tick tock boommm!!!
the rhyme explosions exposing the chosen while they still hodilin
hands of the mothers i met my brother under cover of another where i endured to find golden riches and the vast luster a true hustler
yooo like one of the diction a mission to flip the medicine music and maybe use it to fuse shit back to the weekend
of season we breathen fiendin no reason for treason but he him the one know for venomous snakes defile the willow and bury the chainsss
devastate my hate stakes fate backwards toward outward shallow lakes to find no time im on my own holding whats home ohh so close to never loose grip or ever let go
my mind froze a thousand times or so but still i choose to live and wrote while they chose to die and smoke i hate this truth that now i know
i hate the power of knowledge and what it holds rather be a dummy stupid mr dumbo ohh yea thats me
now mr Hennessey dream suicide stars gleam out at nights peak hes
now absent of pride they died to find minds of grim muck stuck fucked no chance for redemption or even a last time saving
praising these hazing days be crazy but hey hes the one that runs the the games my flame burn low but still the same chain to be cut off now no pain
i fame my mind for fiction cryptic visions of the past realistic no one listens when shine a glisten
just a pot to piss in even why should i miss them hope the missile fuckin hit em now im done with obsessions stressing to find
something better in voids no noise to posed in a wrong direction new mistake another lesson will i drop my soul protection should i take it as a blessing
or something to put hope in im lost without reason and feeling broken never good enough for this shit
although my business just sticks bricks in big trucks and fix shit when i spit they get the big picture configure the mixture chrome pistol gun hit ya
but i rust out to find theyre hiding in them bushes to hard for a lion to die why am i trying why are they so violent to talk the silence i tend to find my voice lost in the ocean vast for the choices shining devotion the crows been flying and swooping eye been spying they gazed down on fields as sun peaks up its bighting
new days excitement my mind just been hiding from the human touch lust fucked my day up tears rust the rhymes bust out all doubt
ill kick and shout and pull my motherfucking gun out ready for a bout but thats not what the boy about im also a bit cold and a lonely soul
exposed to days old glory hold no key to mold this hindered dull resurrected interrupted busted corrupted munchkin of a hundred lashing smashing
whips around me times advancing im dashing to hash the past dreams out see, see

old skool thomas prime -- Different Worlds layyzz remix

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Voix de Martin Sheen extraite d'Apocalypse Now

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LYRICS:

“How could you ever be proud of yourself?”
“I’ve never been prouder.”

Rolling too deep, with a pack full of muds
I got cross-eyed faded, hit her back with a buzz
Thats a 2 time grammy, when I’m under-feeling love
In a Memphis sample, chop it up, it a cut

Cuttin' mob ties, god five, separate the blood
Red veins bleed blue, does that make me ‘merica?
Cause the white bleed blue, now my soul indigo, pack the-
Purple in da pipe, now we smokin’ da indica

40oz, Johnny Dang, rolling with da contraband
Gucci umbrella, for when her tears getting out her face
Human race, the only race, where you can get a fucking stake
And stab my heart, hope insurance can cover the blood stains

Depths of this pit, just making me laugh
Got 40 psycho exes covering ‘merican maps
I’ma love when they discover the merit of facts
Memories linger like you a ghost in the past

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds
(2x)

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red-

-

As hollow as tree’s do, might see what the keef do
I’m labeled as crazy, point fingers at you too
I ain’t concerned at the plot at what she do-
Tears full of cheating, does she know that we knew?

I might go wax on the pen, off Miyagi
I am too high to accept your apology
Eyes getting glassy, I know you ain’t sorry
Dead-beat bitch, I ain’t pray to a phoney-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

Graveyard shift workin' 9 to a 5
I don't need percocet's, cause the weed do fine 
Perci' to perci-seconds, I feel a major high 
I've been running too long, now my spirit don't fly

I see no future, casino my mutual 
Fearing the cure and I, drink at my funeral 
Holes in they head while they eatin' their cereal 
The cross upside down, cause the feeling is mutual

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red...

-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

ONLY ONE TIME

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iwannaknow

2:58 AM (Club Mix)

small town rap for the quiet mind. i do this for fun.
yt--------- https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvtX5fyY1VFMxPPYDSnvHkA/videos

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