Dance With The DevilI once knew a guy whose real name was William. his primary concern, was making a million. to be the illest hustler, that the world ever seen. he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams. a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen. nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen. she put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober, her sons heart simultaneously grew colder. he started hanging out selling bags in the projects, checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects. he was fascinated by material objects, but he understood money never bougDance With The Devil
Sell Your SoulMy heart beat stumblesSell Your Soul
and my back bone crumbles
I feel is it real as the lynch mob doubles
they want blood and they'll kill for it,
drain me and they'll kneel for it
burn me at the stake met the devil made the deal for it,
guillotine dreams yeah their guillotine gleems,
the blood of their enemies watchin while they sense me, sensing decease
watch them bask in the glory of their holy disease
The LossHave you ever met a living legend? Just a real friend,The Loss
who planned his end?
Where do I begin you said it was pretend.
And when the bullet went through it took more then just you. It took two, it was you, it was me, and so suddenly.
How can someone say they're helpless and then they act so selfish.
And what about our friendship and what you did was senseless. You thought you found an exit.
I don't want you to try,
you've done enough to keep me going I'll be fine,
I'll be fine,
I'll be fine for the very last time.
I know that m
Bulls Have HornsLast night your taste was beautiful but my tongue doesn't know the truth Cause when it's drown in poison chemicals I see the better side of you Our promise was that we would save ourselves before our minds lost all control But then our clothes hit the floor now today you called and told me that it only hurts more The phone's been off the hook for three hours now My heart beats fast as the pulse of the conversation blocking tone I'm hiding from your lies. They hate to see me ruined So Give me one good reason why your still in love Why, You're not at all.Bulls Have Horns
It really is nice.
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Tyler Holman
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Tyler Holman
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a heaping bowl of hilari-O's!
peace
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