Texty:
Asking Fury

down I've been shown these wrong ways I now own I now own all these wrong ways I've been shown I know I know I know shut up All the rapists keep asking

You need my pain And sight of suffering You want to get this feeling And you'll have what you are asking you I'll give it all to you like in a play

picked cyphers with Ted Stryker stability and kamakazi chivalry. I alone noble in a warm food feud Walking dead generation. Ain't nobody asking for your

true She's spinning and she was hinting at And sweeping dust in and out of rooms "What could I do?", I'm asking you I made myself invisible to her Hell hath no fury

't let your storm clouds break Like my heart if I'm too late One hour is all I'm asking for Come on rain, let it pour Unleash your fury, fill the sky

chat with the moon The city disappears I am counting my miles It's cold outside Tonight She said her love is deeper than I know Is it so, that's what I'm asking

when the God of love and thunder speaks tonight I believe You will come Your justice be done, but how long? You are holiness and grace You are fury

I'ma drop These jealous haters until they hear 1-9-3-2-0-7-0-6-8-T-W In the free world one more god damn gin, causing havoc and fury I'ma be popping pills

war picked cyphers with head striker stability and kamakazi chivalry I alone noble in a warm food feud Walking ten generations ain't nobody asking for