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Climbing Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Blaze) "Look the history lessons over motherfuckas You still to learn one thing tho Man life is a ladder, keep climbing that motherfucker Even if there's like 52 thousand rungs Man don't ever hesitate Mr. Dead Folx Blaze Ya Dead Homie Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie Don't be acting like you don't see me Believe me man you don't know me (Blaze) I was the first to put it down Reppin' with Twiztid and the clowns kicking the gangsta Stick Ya Hands Up Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Chorus) Life in the city, is out of control (Stick ya hands up, Stick ya hands up) Life in the city, is out of control (Stick ya hands up, Stick ya hands up) (Blaze) I catch'em while they sleeping, always Casket Blaze Ya Dead Homie smack a couple bitches Runnin' mothafuckas for the rips and they riches Ain't shit changed but the month and year Broke mothafuckas scrounging for squares and beers Pigs scatter on the street when the dead Juggalo Anthem Blaze Ya Dead Homie Insane Clown Posse (Violent J) Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) G's Bump This Shhh Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Blaze) Everybody got a song that they want you to hear Spittin' overload of emotion just to get in your ear Before I listen, you already know what you like You don't be falling for the flavor of the mainstream The Touch Of Death Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Chorus) The touch of death is coming, there's nowhere to escape Your life is slowly fading into your hollow grave You can not be saved You can not be saved (Blaze) There was once a man that couldn't die Shotgun Blaze Ya Dead Homie , type mentality (Blaze) I'll shoot you in the day, like my heater stay on toast And Grundy build a casket for you as soon as you a ghost I got an itchy trigger finger and I'm scratching like a DJ 15 shells Etched Out Blaze Ya Dead Homie (And that'd for life bitch) Better watch how you grip when representing your shit You ain't seeing none of my clique That's for life bitch (Blaze) So know I show up with a shotgun, enough shells to blow If I Fall Blaze Ya Dead Homie Ever since back when I was alive I always thought to myself what it would be like to die Today I'm more dead than a doornail Whether I succeed or fail, only time will tell And if I ever fall short of the Hey You Blaze Ya Dead Homie Let's go someplace, so I can lace you up I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on (Blaze) Hey love, do them titties got a name This is dead body Out Tha Gate Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Blaze) Allow me to introduce myself I'm Colton Grundy, in effect bitch No need to excuse yourself A little strange, and yeah, I'm kind of a horrible sight But I milk your bitches titties, like a milk Further From Truth Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Blaze) My styles are Grundy, gritty and crusted with mold My body is a shell, inside is a tortured soul Waiting to grab a hold, of everything you that know And casually throw it all right out the window Roll It Up Blaze Ya Dead Homie (Blaze) I'm in the car, to the door, in the bar, to the dance floor Lookin' for the ladies, with the wiggle real low I see you movin' like a snake, rhythm huggin' your curves Shakin, like ain't nobody Swarm Dark Lotus (God Is Here) AHHHHH (God Is Here) Necronomicon is coming (God Is Here) EWWWWIEWWWDUDU (God Is Here) AHHHHHAUGH [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Mass Murdera (Yeah) Strangla (Yeah) Wig Splitta (Whut) With the Lotus Dark Lotus gorilla press cars I rock write a Lotus on my chest made of red scars [Monoxide Child] With my Lotus We steal a sun and hide it in our pockets And leave your bleedin' world hidden in total darkness [Blaze Blaze Monoxide Smoke something, let the edge be gone, And rewind the song, and homie, pass the bong Blaze Can you roll it up When the beats stop, roll it up Since back in the days I be blazin' up I wanna hear you say Blaze! Bryn(브린) My body on fire burning bright i see bruise color black dark But its bright Flame all over body looks bright ice ice ice all my friends on fire get ya ass right be my lover baby 그럼 내가 식을까 그래 너의 Something Dark Lotus Cause the more I look at myself The more...fuck I don't know The more I think about it I think my fucking head's gonna explode [Monoxide Child:] Wigs splitting Leaving all your family members dead Dear Homie Ice T [Hen-Gee] Dear Homie, whats the hap, since your up in the sky? With God by your side Homie what's it like? He's Dead Scarface Old McDonald had a farm Ee-eye-ee-eye - my dick (Is he dead?) Kill Me ABK stoppin me Bulletproof preventin you from poppin me Unless your targets on my face Don't think to call yourself a G Cause me and my heater don't like no Set trippin hoes buggin hard in my warzone Crack ya John Blaze Fat Joe chitter chatter you shitter shatter, I'm the kid out of Bronx, that'll stomp you to death like it didn't matter I'm even better than before, iller metaphors Killers bet it all on Pun, cause one verse, dead Play My Cards Kurupt Soon as I park shit sparks Spit fire, gangbang affiliation, retalitation Spit sparks till shit's dark forever What's up, homie Why you walkin up on me? Why My Homie? Silkk The Shocker Why My Homie? Album: The Shocker [Master P] Damn. What U Thinkin' About? Violent J Nate The Mack, my homie from way back Everybody got a homie like that In fact, I hope he okay I hope his momma doing good (You should call him) Maybe I should What you thinkin' about? No One to Save social code you think that I'll help you I'll give you back the knife that you stuck in my back [Chorus] Climbing up the ladder Help me I'm not a long way down Climbing up the ladder I'm so scared that I'm Dead End Angel The Jayhawks (Olson) Gunflint Music BMI Chorus: Go to sleep my dead end angel Say goodnight to your precious one For I know you're empty handed And all the police carry guns Whisper to me in the morning Choose One G-Unit All I see is dead people Come through the hood, niggas starving If you ain't tryna pay what I'm charging All I see is dead people I ain't doing no arguing No deals, I ain't giving no bargains My Glock Blaze Of Glory Featuring Pharrell & Ab-Liva [Pharrell] Nigga, put down ya beer and - snatch up ya chair 'n A lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin' First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin' Your man gotta few heartbeat left they fearin