Texty:
Forever At Last Back To The Fire Again

that I fight, I always win. Take me back to the fire, to be born again. These wars that I fight, I always win. The quest with Jesus is forever. Take me back

re stressed, where you rest at I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through With the glock jet black, you niggaz step back I'm the best at

forever Like Uhhh (lots of people) And you don't stop! Fuck around with one of the homies Watch the glock pop! One love and keep hollering back We could

up and buck buck then buck buck again I will butt fuck your friend then suck up her twin I put the buck up to him then buck buck and buck buck and buck buck Again

sharpened lines All my arms, bled me blind Faucet leaks in shadows Spilling from morgue lancet Caressed your fontanelle I've sworn to kill every last one Every last

my knees Read the sharpened lines All my arms Bled me blind Faucet leaks in shadows Spilling from morgue lancet Caressed your fontanelle I've sworn to kill Every last one Every last

build your kits And face death again, again Build your weapons Out of nation Ready to kill all trashy Gods With this machine, cry out fire Shoot At

fashion, spinning yo-yos and clacking its jaw, raising its eyes, mimicking dogs at play. The sun shuts down, and erases birdlight. And in this stunted eclipse I saw myself, some darkness at last

put your shoes on and step into that warm leather. Go get yourself a more better forever. Gotta put it down, you gotta leave it, and don't ever come back again