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To The Grave
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Fallen Angel Beatz - Greens Point Bounce
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Hell-oH shit no it's the devil, let me go, let me know the sacrificial lamb was a peasant pendin' noh body's ever endin' soul rottin' rendered by a skull, slaughtered, severed by his own father.
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Hip-Hop New School
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Peak #8,253
Peak in subgenre #756
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Wyatt De Ville
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April 10, 2005
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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A hearts beatin' in the floor You can't see it but you hear it Cause it's screamin' through the boards Dreamin' of a sword in stone A victory believed in by a boy Left prone, a victim He was conceived by the noise So wittily a demon finds a choice So he grins and bleeds Cause what he's fiendin' is his poison That lives and leaves Yet all he needs is to rejoice in The sin to speak, the thrill to seek The pill to eat, the kill to keep I'm still too deep but if I can I'm gonna dig until I'm fillin' out my sheets A twelve step guide to a villan's "How To Sleep" But my hell can't rise till I tell it how to creep The bodies in the mirror carry numbers countin' sheep I'm sorry I can't hear ya' bloody murder's sound asleep I drown but I'm leakin' out this bottle of a soul If I found it, why'd I keep it if it's not mine? I don't know.. I don't owe you an explanation Cause impatience bites the hand that rocks the cradle To the grave and it's a hectic hate to slave When the burden I been carried by is destined to the pavement Raise it, praise Jesus with a slave whip Oh gracious makeshift won't you take me from this hatred I made it I'm aching to rage a fist's creation Point the finger at the man, he's been standin' in salvation Walkin' on the rain drippin fallen angel traces Rainin' down the stairway to Heaven To The Grave Razor blade's a savored taste. A stranger paves a painless way. Take this hand, do not make it stray. Slave this land, do not make it waste. Mercy do they pray to have heard me through the rain. Worthy to the day we'll break away on the night train. Life in the right lane 'cause left handed triggers are pointer fingers that might blame. It's like laying in death's bed after you've made it. This six feet of sheets is knee deep with leaves that couldn't fall to sleep. We thought Autumn was all we'd need. Till the summer moon was called to grieve. Worn, a black hole sun soaked all it weep'd. How the winter erased a trail of tears misplaced. As grinners engraved on tombstones of sinners in shame. In vain in vein the skin was only human. The slain were laid in binge of holy ruin. Rainin' down the stairway to Heaven To The Grave Bless me my life for all eternity Sacred vows, we all will burn in peace Draw the blood from a portrait of a mirror That once saw love in the horrors of cathedral Harm me not of all my enemies.. Scar the thought of crawling to beg and plead Fought and fought but it's all in my head Atleast I saw what I saw, was I not in my bed of dreams Mercy, mercy, we all were dead to me Curse me the dirt bleeds, off with my head I scream Suicide of lucid eyes.. Who has cried and who has died? It's you inside and you in time will do the time Persue the crime. Ruin life into it's shrine. Who can find they're losing time? You can be the ruins lying Truth, it bleeds the cruelest smile Through the veins, connect the vials Put you in strings, cut every high hope Rainin' down the stairway to Heaven To The Grave
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