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Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) - James

"Are you aching for the blade? That's OK, we're insured Are you aching for the grave? That's OK, we're insured We're getting away with it all messed up Getting away with it all messed up That's the living Daniel's"

Murder And Daz - C-Murder

"C-Murder/(Daz Dillinger) (Yeah, what's happenin?) Whassup Daz nigga? (Whassup C-Murder?) Shit, I think we got problems. (What?) Ya know? (Fuck that.) Nigga call back Sean let's do that shit like this. (How"

Broken As Me - Papa Roach

"You just as broken as me ... We're only getting sick From the secrets we hide Disaster is, a master is We lay here burning in bed But something tells me I cannot kill someone new yet I will knock you out,"

Happens Again - Papa Roach

"My words are weapons In which I murder you with Please dont be scared Please do not turn your head We are the future the 21st century Dyslexic, glue sniffing cyber sluts With homicidal minds and handguns We"

Motive 4 Murder - Twista

"(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz) the stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was"

Motive for murder - Twista

"*Liffy Stokes* the stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying I'm finally"

Papa - SICKOTOY x Elvana Gjata x INNA

"You saw me in a crowd Like one, two, three was fallin' And when you came around I left it all behind, no runnin' back track i never step back i can;t take it down i know it could back fire round back i"

Murder Follows Me - Psychopathic Rydas

"When I sit back Thank to myself How mothafuckin fucked up The World has become It seem like violence, is the only things us mothafuckas know now days Every time I turn around Everywhere I look It's anotha"

Papa - Vanessa Carlton

"Look up Look where you wanna be Look left Look where he left me I should've known By the ice in his eye But you warm me up with your so sweet demise And nestled in your calculated moon shine Boy"

Papa - Bill Anderson

"(Bill Anderson) Papa was a simple man Papa loved his farming land Guess I didn't understand Please forgive me papa. You can't paint a picture of a man like papa With something as empty as words 'Cause"

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