Nodes of Ranvier Sermon歌词

The ribs and terrors in the whale Arched over me a dismal doom While all God's sun-lit waves rolled by And lift me deepening down to doom I saw the opening maw of hell With endless pains and sorrows there Elich none but they that feel can tell Oh I w

Our mastema is vast - even in the house of God Ever present - within and so without Reversed life-force channeled into prayers of blame and fork-tongued glory Guileless doctrine turned - into teachings on how to love The Lie on how to love The Lie Ps

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:23.04]Ohh... [00:30.30]Sorry to be the bearer of bad news [00:32.20]You carry the burden as an excuse [00:34.18]To keep the pressure on, so you don't fall off [00:37.62] [00:38.03]Seem to love the usual vices [00:39.85]Gonna get

I. It's on breaker 1, 2 mike checkin' flexin no half steppin when I release the funky weapon like Ricochet ping ping ping. I make fans fell it even when I sing. The green eyed bandit coming funky with the tune yes I'm blowing up like Tom Berringer in

Word em up Word em up ha ha Got the E Double right there Nineteen ninety three ninety four Word em up Here we go Joe Sinistr representin' from the joint Yo yo I pause for the cause I seen niggaz heads busted someone pass the gauze This rhyme may affe

Erick Sermon Imma Gitz Mine [erick sermon] Aooowwwwwwwwwwwww! Part one, the mastermind begins upon a quest Gettin stupid -- shootin rhymes like arrows shot by cupid Ahh, you so crazy, is what somebody told me You can't hold me, so why you actin bold

[LL Cool J] Uhh, uhh.. yeah See I know how to get down, word up It's so hot it's, LL's version of the East coast chronic Smoke 'til your lungs collapse You supposed to be the nigga, where all the drama at? So ironic, L came back Flooded the market -

Yo, now when you hear the name Keith Murray, don't think violence That's nonsense, me and Meth put that to silence I'm a product of the streets, master of the breaks and beats Lyrically headstrong and can't be beat Triple minded, mentally combineded

(Verse 1 - Erick Sermon) (I'm Hot) Open the door, feel the breeze And park that ass like Aj's and Free's But this section's E's behind the rope If your not with me freeze back the hell up (I'm Hot) Dj'd know what time it is Kid Capri, Flex, S, Clue o

Intro: I'll just sway... This's the way it goes down Def Squad Nine-pound Check this here Verse One: The E gets wicked, no need for the biscuit The green-eyed funkdafied brother coming wicked I sets the party off just like Tanqueray The Funk Lord, no