Young Jeezy lyrics
Young Jeezy lyrics
"Bottom Of The Map lyrics"
Black Sunday lyrics
I can't breath at all It hurts to think that a sound could heal my wounds feeling I've been betrayed Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts I can't sleep at all Now you're
I can't breath at all It hurts to think that a sound could heal my wounds feeling I've been betrayed Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts I can't sleep at all Now you're
YOUNGBLOODZ!!! ...
[Dana Lewis + (scratching)]
"Get 'em off" "Sean Paul"
"Get 'em off" "J-Bo"
Youngbloodz... "Get 'em off" "Youngbloodz"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz"
[Sean Paul]
Now do you got what it take?
Do you know how it feel to be a Youngblood?
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Jesters, Dreamers And Thieves lyrics
Looking back on younger days the view stretched on for miles, We charged into our futures with laughter and with smiles. As we traveled blindly the road became so thick, No cha
ite, drankin, smokin them dubs - too much give a fuckLooking back on younger days the view stretched on for miles, We charged into our futures with laughter and with smiles. As we traveled blindly the road became so thick, No cha
Cadillac ridin dubs so nigga what?
I whip them X on them Vogues - them Cadillac with fo' do's
I had about three chunky hoes, to make that thang up fo' sho'
Me and my niggaz we roll, fifty trips to the sto'
Them and in and outta way police knockin at my do'
Remember dis bitch nigga, used hit ya with bows
Now cock it back 32 times and let that bitch unload
[J-Bo]
See I'm about to letcha know, about the Y to the O to the U-N-G
To the B to the L to the double O, D-Z is who we be
Youngbloodz, we whassup, don't give a damn, don't give a fuck
So watch out know, cuz really; I don't think you even wanna buck
and act on us, so hush that fuss
before we bust, so don't press ya luck
Because it ain't much, as we construct
To
Mortification Blood Red Razor Blade lyrics
Mutilate - fear of the afterlife Dawn, burn, then you fucking die As your body rots away Lucifer, bring me the fucking pain Goat Kill, kill at the first sigh Pain, pain you will
lay you down on the groundMutilate - fear of the afterlife Dawn, burn, then you fucking die As your body rots away Lucifer, bring me the fucking pain Goat Kill, kill at the first sigh Pain, pain you will
So what with backseat, we gon' clown
Better tell you wussies don't make a sound
As we take you on a journey, comin live from the A-Town
[Dana Lewis + (scratching)]
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" ...