There is a war between the rich and poor War between the man and the woman There is a war between the ones who say there is a war And the ones who say
Dearly beloved, we are gathered together In the presence of God and these witnesses To join this man and this woman in the bonds Of holy matrimony Do
Du ziehst 'ne Show ab und das macht mich lau - fuck, dein Leben ist 'ne riesengroße Show, doch sie wird nicht lang bestehen, ich zähl' bis
Qu'est-ce qu'ils font, ceux du palais? Ils ne se pressent pas. Moi. je trouve que c'est le plus dur, cette attente : on est lA , on piA©tine sous un ciel
Sempervirens panica rosa obliquitans luces mortisque me invenit fui parva sparsa beluilla nanciscor sub mucillagine cupiens aliquot deos, praeter omnes
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Cuando un mc se enoja saca su birome y no deja espacio en la hoja con el ritmo en su cabeza rima lo q se le antoja y entre metaforas y paradojas sus mas
Look what yall made me do Chorus: this is your koran or bible to be a true emcee icon or idol the contents you put in your songs are vital like training
This is why events unnerve me They find it all a different story Notice whom for wheels are turning Turn again and turn towards this time All she asks
Verse One: The harvest appeared less plentiful than last season I imagine sloppy seed handling avoke the stroke of tardy planting And the crops we'd
DO ANYTHING THEY WANT TO DO THERE AIN`T THERE AIN`T NO GOD THAT SAYS YOU CAN`T ENJOY YOUR LIFE THERE AIN`T NO MASTER OF CEREMONY THAT CAN FILL YOUR LIFE
Concussion doesn't sideline, but recharges Now you're in a world of shit Listen to the night as it hovers overhead Can you hear it laughing? Draw the
Avatars of powers from four worlds Bathed me in jewels of belief I drink the nectar of Goddess - my eternal mistress I am Shiva, Hadit or Beast himself
to say What I wanted to say Was DROP DEAD. I'm a loner, like or not. A Marat. Inside I'm lonely Purified my masochism in a bleeding ceremony Light a
Mourning the souls passed away Unearthing deceased spirits Dark cemetary sombrous gloom Doomed are those who enter here Confusion grows path obscured
is war Dragged to the streets, against the wall Heed this call! The noose is tied around your neck CEREMONIAL DEATH Pray for mercy as you die CEREMONIAL