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Killah Oracle aka Hood Envy (4th Audio)
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Our Band Consist of a group of emcees/femcees on the board Lyrical Dissmissal. We range in a variation of skill, content, imagery, delivery. Everyone is unique. Artist Line Up: Black West Coast Bonez DJ GhosThai aka AKM High Currency HollyWood(GFX Designer) KO (Killa Oracle Hood Envy) The Phantom (Coming too Audio soon) Prit-E (1st Lady) Sneak E Trakkz Streets Soldier(Coming too audio soon) Tizzle (Mr.Punchlines) ThatGuy(T.G.) West Vendetta(CaP)
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #5,923
Peak in subgenre #3,261
Author
ThatGuy/Prit-E
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Street Assassinz Ent.
Uploaded
September 19, 2006
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MP3 1.9 MB • 128 kbps • 2:06
Lyrics
Grab a sharp dagger and stab it right through my heart, and bring the whole tragedy right to the start Even before my birth my whole life fell apart, part ways with my soul and mind Tryna find a place on this lonely grind, hopin for signs of death to come In all my searches i've come to find none, in the poverty-stricken slums, i'm done Hit up a pit where i can spit it, a place where I'm free to spill it All of this red shit staining my wrists, stress is draining my will to live The bandages on deep, I aint even know how i manage to sleep With nightmares of my soul been reaped, creepin up my spine i say to myself i'll be fine But this shit aint right, cuz i said to myself i'll continue to fight But lose hope cuz i'm still afraid to die, livin a lie bitch i claim to be a G, but I choose to flee All this violence on the streets, leads to silence in defeat, choose to retreat from this life Use my soul to breathe with a knife, in attempts to combat the strife Relyin on wife to pull me through the night, filled with blight and dealings on sight Light-headed, coke embedded on the low And bonded with my soul, pawn it for a toll, claim to the law that i never stole Never bought dro, i thought so, but i fought mo just to earn and cop dough My days are strictly numbered tho, thats a bummer yo Let the stress in my body manifest, slammed the flesh with minimal finesse Readin books with subliminal effects, refresh, and collect your breath Dead secrets that people meant to keep Standing on the slummy streets with no bread to eat If i face death i can finally breathe, pull out a 40 cal up my sleeve Suicide is my choice I believe, aim it to my dome As the pain echoes through my bones, and lay silently and miserably condoned On the turf i'm shamed to have called home, not to have name's engraved in stone All alone till i'm gone yo
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