Nightmares now real, embrace the final months Pleasure so real Lunacy reigns, the victim, a trophy of These murderous games Disposal? No need, for all others
from the .44 So let his neck go brad It ain't no need to choke the nigga Just close ya ears & get back homeboy I'm finna choke the trigga <gunshot
choke on blood and saliva another kaniver croaks Remix! CHORUS: It's poetry in the streets of the big apple and a vitality found in few other places
from the .44 So let his neck go Brad it ain't no need to choke the nigga just close ya ears & get back homeboy I'm finna choke the trigga [gunshot] [Face
hop and it won't stop Well are you high yet? Can you recollect ya talk shit? You get checked Mr. Smutly I'm not a punk thief Let me break thee, smoke thee, choke
frozen cold Obedience grows Victim controlled Licensed bigot masses sold Ranting of the hypnotized Smother you free thinking mind Question repressed one more time Choke
. Then we strolled to the backyard and that's where we shared our first kiss. Then you watched the band play with all your friends, And we played our set of Millencolin and Choking Victim
her up And taped her mouth shut Couldn't scream Raped violently Rope tight, around her throat Her body twitches As she chokes Strangulation caused her death Just like all the others
up And taped her mouth shut Couldn't scream Raped violently Rope tight, around her throat Her body twitches As she chokes Strangulation caused her death Just like all the others
Spreadin rumors blus cheatin on Shameka with anika We was bad ditchin class, grass had us all gassed I never smoked, played ball thought it would make me choke
the ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up And flipped in, than slipped the clip in, mistakin' the bloody victims Ever if ya test
re just another victim with a mic in your hand) [Slug and Beyond] When the smoke clears, you won't be able to choke tears When the smoke clears, when
a whole 'nother realm Water victims, fire, and oceans overwhelm To walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains Try to run across the street your hair will burst in flames Victims
you how it roast me He's a victim of second hand smoke and choking It's only cause he lonely cause his father ain't home Became a victim of the gunsmoke
another episode behind the tainted screen. a choking victim of it's own vomit, naturally. a scary horror show that starts to speak too slow, and then
(Bernadette) The killers You?ve invaded my nights Singing your haunting lullaby Drowning other voices Choking Suffocating Numbing Sending me to sleep
life away. there is nothing better than watching you choke on glass. every gasp for air hurts more and more. digging a grave deeper every time you fall victim
your throat choke on blood and saliva another kaniver croaks [CHORUS] It's poetry in the streets of the big apple and a vitality found in few other places
