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Eclipsed by N Sane & Dub DeVille
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #4,833
Peak in subgenre #716
Author
N Sane & Dub DeVille
Uploaded
April 01, 2005
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MP3 3.2 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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My breath patterns could enable me to step to Saturn Death tempts this bastard, never got the rep of a bragger Cause soon enough time will tell and they'll respect what's badder The sunshine leaves me welts as I crept outta caverns The slum's grime always melts as I slept on the shattered Wreck of ya matter, my mind dwells, I stepped thru ladders And I'm supersticious, I grew some and became gruesome, sinnin I still gets these inner twitches, you can't fix the broke crucifixes On them I'm testin my aim cause they question my name Feel like no matter how good I get I'm not destined for fame So restless, obsessed wit the idea of you restin in graves Meshed with the grain, a blessed bit of frame It seems they only get the message when you're slain But when they get mine it'll be written in a way That it'll hit them with the pain, they will listen to the change It'll strip them of everything that keeps them sane The streets been mamed by the beasts who secrete the flame Then eat the ash that is weak and grey All to compete for cash, they complete the tasks That dissolves the front lines then deletes the lasts Wont lend a helpin hand unless they felt the wrath of a helpless man You wait for it to accumulate, I melt the sands Of time, assume your fate, the wind I'll unwind Act out sins thru my frame but it's made in my mind Forces me to strangle til my fingers and your neck cant Be disconnected wit this injectant, diss your records And your persistant efforts to glorify greed and lust Yet you're labeled soft if you express your need for love They threw so much shit at me I'm knee deep in it So I'll supply their blood, it'll fill up til I can't even see in it And as for flesh they'll be sheets of it I made their bed so to speak, I'ma let them sleep in it
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