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Dead Soldiers by N Sane & Dub DeVille
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PLAY. We mixed up the verses, the order goes Dub DeVille, N Sane, DD then N Sane, DD, N Sane Beat = Skid Row Symphony by Sindustry
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #7,444
Peak in subgenre #1,176
Author
N Sane & Dub DeVille
Uploaded
October 22, 2004
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MP3 4.8 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
(N Sane) I battle barbarians, this war is nearing end You thought it'd never end, see teary eyes of some weary men It's sad all you will be is done by a dreary edge I'll stab my pen thru your pendant, if you got a daring pend I'm a descendant of dementeds, yes it's a scary blend Plant seeds for roots of evil and a eerie stem Fingerprints, smeared on ya neck, twill tie a knot wit my lariat Damn, I must be the leeriest, either that or delirious (Chorus) (N Sane) The bell gongs, the smell longs, I'm caught by hells tongs Stabbed at the same time by Satans horns and Gods prongs I revolve in the middle, carved a symbol to solve this riddle The answer was lodged on a lillypad on the hip of a hippo Mirages camoflauge wit a willow, have the most braun bridle Use a cloud as a pillow, as I sleep, it's calm, it just drizzles Ride a tide as a ripple to rip all in my way and cripple You'll have to give your conscience, which means it costs a little (N Sane) Malpractice, yes practice the malice Acts of grippin weapons til your hands is callis I'm the man in your mirror, you as scared as a child is Your tactics is scams, all you hear is a loud hiss Don't get off on the wrong foot, might fall in my vile pit Thou shalt not act as if you attack when all you do is growlin So if you thinkin to bark before the bite Remember I'll make it dark before the night (N Sane Chorus) First Sun scorchin ya How we the first born of it DeVille will never mourn ya N Sane done never warned ya N Sane can get colder But I done never told ya Wyatt said he told ya We the livest dead soldiers
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