Anthem of the handsome ransom Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Anthem of the handsome ransom this is the anthem of the handsome ransom...

Handsome The Vaccines

kick you in the teeth so So even when you're spitting blood You would savor that for me Cause I get so down I held the world for ransom Lonely bored and bad thank God I'm handsome so handsome I know I

National Anthem Lana Del Rey

Money is the anthem, Of success. So before we go out, What’s your address? I’m your national anthem, God, you’re so handsome, Take me to the Hamptons, Bugatti Veyron.

Fools Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Fools don't sing anybody's anthem till you know what's on his mind keep the little grey ones working don't believe them deaf and blind ask them questions ask them questions where when who

Another Anthem 메써드(METHOD)

Artist : Method Album Title : The Constant Title : Another Anthem This is The time the faith We'll hit a sore spot So Fucking what? For What?

Left Of Heaven Handsome

my thoughts take shape in pictures, it comes easy this is not an answer, when i'm frightened holding to myself and no one can touch me my fury comes out in colors, it seems twisted storming left of heaven

Anthem For Doomed Youth The Libertines

Here's a story about the rules of death or glory To be learned by heart by all children of men It's the hour of the morning on the day after the dawning When the sun they said would never set finally set

Goodbye Slaughterhouse

Similar outfits similar names My deceased kid’s ultrasound in a frame So I’m deprived of my chance to be a better dad Staring at my twins that I never had I shed a tear Looking up in the sky Even

Goodbye (Final Album Version (Explicit)) Slaughterhouse

names My deceased kid’s ultrasound in a frame So I’m deprived of my chance to be a better dad Staring at my twins that I never had I shed a tear Looking up in the sky Even though y’all just got here goodbye

Dancing in the sunshine of the dark Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Dancing in the sunshine of the dark "Let's get the message across crazy christan nightmare men don't come here in the house of pain or we will cause you misery and shame when I get you in these

Onslaught Slaughterhouse

This is Slaughterhouse Haha, we gon' get right into it Scared yet niggaz?

Bangkok Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Bangkok on a sunny day The rain has washed the blood away Thousand of veins left in the streets But I can't wash away the red points On the sheets of the hotels And the cheap rooms Of the cheap whores

Raindrops Slaughterhouse

[Chorus: Novel] Tear drops in the pillow on my bed Still Trying to keep my head up Know you'd rather see me dead And the raindrops keep on falling I said they keep on falling And they keep on falling

The brainsong Fury in the Slaughterhouse

The brainsong I went to the hospital asked for a general check The doctor said yes and started to stick needles into my back They sucked out all my blood made me piss into a glass I was connected

Lyrical Murderers Slaughterhouse

[Chorus: Kay Young] We-we, we lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers Welcome to the Slaughterhouse (What you talkin 'bout?)

Cut You Loose Slaughterhouse

You corny so I gotta cut you loose I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines [Crooked I] I got these A&R's heart racin Got 'em in fear of me sonnin

Salute Slaughterhouse

hood know I'm the dude that governed it Paved the way for my sons, laid down the cement for my semen Ain't my fault y'all got stuck in it Lately, it change like the weather, one minute they love me

Rescue Me (Feat. Skylar Grey) Slaughterhouse

[Verse 1: Royce Da 59] I was losing my mind like I was trying to lose it Using my time for using, abusing my grind This is my own honest view of who I am behind this, music Ryan the whole bottle of

Rescue Me (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Skylar Grey) Slaughterhouse

who I am behind this music Ryan the whole bottle of patron Connoisseur At a point in time I thought I blew it doing crime I would've washed a pill down with a shot of my own spinal fluid And my momma

Killing fountains Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Killing fountains I see rockets in the desert sky I see flesh and blood and I don't know why I've seen fathers and I've seen them die I've seen mothers and their daughters cry surprised soldiers

When God goes home Fury in the Slaughterhouse

When God goes home THERE ARE MOMENTS IN OUR LIVES WHEN EVERY WORD IS MEANINGLESS What has to happen happens And someones directing this I guess There are moments in our dreams Where fantasy goes

Cuckoo Slaughterhouse

All the coke don't fit, I need a Scottie nose A can of beef raviolis, {?} a lid If I don't get it can cop me yo, and they ain't get a vid I'm what, cuckoooooooooo!

Microphone Slaughterhouse

The-the-the mic, the-the-the microphone [repeat in background] Yeah, yeah Too many Indians and no chiefs I pull out the pistol when I pull no piece I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes Lookin' like

Are you real Fury in the Slaughterhouse

let me check this out for you gameshow heroes storytellers parttime lovers old time fellas kind of dazzled, travelling mind, relationship of a frozen kind lying heroes perfect fake have you ever kissed

Afternoon in the cemetry Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Afternoon in the cemetry A dog with a lame leg drags itself around the tombs Mrs.

The One Slaughterhouse

Nothing to hide, the jimmy covers up my Tommy Lee The One, I stage dive to a pot of gold I'm empty, nothings inside me but Rock 'n' Roll [Chorus] Sex, and drugs, and dirty money On the race

Waiting for paradise Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Waiting for paradise Hey brother this world is a playground Where naughty children steal the other ones toys Filthy faces digging in the dirt Grey trenchcoates offer sweets to the boys Hey sister

Afternoon In The Cemetery Fury in the Slaughterhouse

a dog with a lame leg drags itself around the tombs Mrs.

Get Up (Album Version (Explicit)) Slaughterhouse

Slaughterhouse Presents The Way It began Let's see now First thing I can remember is an evening a years back The four of us was together even then And from that time on nothing was ever gonna be quite

Not Tonight Slaughterhouse

Slaughterhouse (heyyyy!) Woo!

The Glory Anthem ARCHONTES

Tomorrow is my destiny Today is my cross Yesterday is gone with the time It's just a death in Dreamgard And now I'm just an old Bard Hands forgot fury of fight But I know that changes are coming

Ghosttown Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Ghosttown when the night falls I lay my head on shallow ground covered by the sand of desert dunes, I will be found write your name with fingers in the sand and it's blown away by sandstorms and

R.N.S. Slaughterhouse

Once upon a time in the projects, yo I'm at a cee lo game and my dice hit 4 That nigga rolled a 3 but I ain't get my dough My hammer got a red light on it but I let that go My whole life hidin' from the

Sound Off Slaughterhouse

We an outfit, equivalent to Voltron's That boy Crooked I is equivalent to four arms Joell Ortiz is the body The cannibal slash killer, kill you then eat your body Joe Budden is the pair of legs He

Pray (It's A Shame) Slaughterhouse

I don't know where he at He left one day, he said he'd be back The stove keep me warm in the winter I'm tired of Beefaroni for dinner My grandmoms got a bad liver I'm just watchin her fade away Man

Tears and fears Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Tears and fears My little girl sitts in her room Locked for years and years Her Mummy knits and watches TV And she never dried her tears Daddy drinks the whole night long He's gotta work so hard

Ship of fools Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Ship of fools Hello Europe here we are, everything is easy Let's cross the border without stop Italian pasta mixed with fine French wine would be great My stomach knows no state Blond girls from

Haunted head and heart Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Haunted head and heart Well dear friend I guess we both know the scene You and yourself placed in the corner of the ring Those unforgiven memories travelling down Your face winners and losers in

Milk and honey Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Milk and honey you don't get your dreamjob 'cause you're too tall you miss your wakeup-call a drunken guy crashed in your car can't pay for your drinks at the bar your boss said it was nice to

My little world Fury in the Slaughterhouse

My little world Welcome to my little world Piggys playing in the dirt Children laughing in the sun They all have fun I'm sorry it's too bad It's only in my head Welcome to my little dream

Sixpack full of happiness Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Sixpack full of happiness driving down the freeway heading towards southern bridge at her no one waits for me and that includes my empty fridge and while I travel in the sunshine all my dreams

Princess of new york Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Princess of new york by the garbage cans the sits in her hands she holds a plastic bag she borrowed from the supermarket her eyes starring holes into the night open windows are her radio luxury

Westside Slaughterhouse Mack 10

snows Niggas yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin out of 64's When it comes to the gun play we vets It's west coast foe life no crew only sets (Ice cube) It's the dog breathen through the smog I'm a hog of

Out on the weekend Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Out on the weekend Think I'll pack it in and buy a pick - up Take it down to LA Find a place to call my own and try to fix up Start a brand new day The woman I'm thinking of - she loved me all

Radio Orchid Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Radio Orchid There's an old lady living in an old house Since her husband died she hasn't been out She lives in her own world with her own little nightmares And she stopped counting the days

Time to wonder Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Time to wonder We've got time to wait And we wait still it's too late We always move in seconds in a world of hours and days We've got bones and blood Is this all what we've got I thought there

Pressure down Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Pressure down when the headlights come too close just jump off the road and hide behind the bushes you큥e trying to take a break while carrying your load, and don큧 get up again I think its

Drug addicted in the jailhouse Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Drug addicted in the jailhouse look at little Billy sitting in his cell he's pissing in his pants what an ugly smell he gave him all his money but he won't come back so Billy starts puking 'cause

Romantic Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Romantic little Jimmy Watkins wasn't ready when the winter came he forgot to order coats so he shivers just himself to blame and the marketwives covered with blankets I hear them shout in vain

Turn around Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Turn around Oh, it looks like a one way I speed like from the line You don't look around So clear, clear is the target Running up in the eyes With no shoes on You're like a vampire at sunset