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Seeds Of Doubt
04:00
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I pray,
for God to save my diminishing faith.
Sometimes I would beg.
I prayed,
that these jealous fucks would get what they deserve.
I tried,
to cheat on life and drink all day,
smoke my mind away.
I begged,
pleading day and night and night and day,
that all this pain would go away.
I pray,
for God to save my diminishing faith.
Sometimes I would beg.
I prayed,
that these jealous fucks would get what they deserve.
I tried,
to cheat on life and drink all day,
smoke my mind away.
I begged,
pleading day and night and night and day,
that all this pain would go away.
Everyday I'm barely getting by,
hang my head low,
from a noose I'll never show.
Through my calloused hands,
lowest of the low,
pinnacle of hate,
through the mud,
drag my tired feet.
I bet,
you never had a doubt.
Never did I think,
that I would trust you,
afraid of what I might do.
You thought you had me fooled.
In my dreams I dreamed that everybody died,
narcissistic mask of self deprecation.
Everyday I hate on all my friends,
my narcissistic mask of self deprecation.
Pessimistic thoughts that seem so familiarm,
come with me and look in the mirror.
Narcissistic mask of self deprecation.
Run and hide there will be no redemption.
I know that I cant go back,
ripped apart and left for dead.
Motherfuckers caused my wounds!
I trusted liars.
I trusted liars!
Liars that pray for my death.
You prayed.
You prayed.
The reason I don't show you love no more is 'cause I got no love left.
The reason I don't show you love no more is 'cause I got no love left.
I've lost it...
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2. |
Jake
03:11
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Dressed like an honest man enforcing my grip on these streets willing to use my 'piece' taking your corners your drugs and arrest your crew watching your project so don't you slip up 'cause I'm coming for you HANDS UP! Get on the ground Im not Fuckin around your ends are my ends so pay the fuck up your lawyers your profits investigations rack up more charges this is your destiny you're liars you're stealing im not discriminating pay up pay the fuck up
Witnesses never speak im causing chaos and panic kid ill scout your projects for look-outs and drop off men ill seize your crib ill take your whip ill seize your laptops, your ipods and sneakers too ill shake you down i know the DAs, the judges and snitches too resist arrest another reason to fuck your life!
Freeze! i got the chopper and back ups outside don't run don't run don't run i got the warrants and K9s you cant hide you cant hide please you think your statement wont get you kllled? You should have never done business with me No one will ever deal with you again once I'm through with you and you'll never see the fuckin light of day And it was never the same again when you decided that you'd fight back
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3. |
Smileys Cousin
03:08
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Late night on the strip,
from 12 - 6 I'm stackin' cream,
you're turning tricks.
I'm your sugar daddy,
I'll buy you what you need,
You'll never see the money,
I'm in it for the greed,
I'm in it for the fucking cream.
I only give a fuck about the money that you're making me.
I never wanna hear about your STD's,
undercover D's to worry me.
I never gave a shit about your crack fiend family.
Excess cream, I'm smokin' trees.
Hit the strip, where the fuck's my money?
Drunk or straight, I'll handle beef.
***Hold up, wait up a minute.
Allow me to express how I feel.
Chest to chest.
No, you never stress to my grill.
So now I'm here to remind you it's not hard to find you,
I'm gonna take you out like a bitch.
You will remember the feeling of your head splitting,
every time you hear my name,
or see my face.***
(*Lyrics and voice by Frankie Palmeri from Emmure.)
No complaints or I'll break your face.
Play your roll and know your place.
Remember how you felt with a gun in your face.
Hesitation gets you killed so you pick up the pace.
Pick up the pace!
Dont try to hold out,
your pussy's sold out!
I'll cut your soul out.
Bitch, I'll cut your soul out!
I'll black the fuckin skies.
Rain blood on your parade.
You'll even see me in hell with blood on my hands.
Over and over and over again...
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4. |
Homeschool
03:17
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Sick makes me sick.
The way you played yourself.
You'll never pay your debt,
you better watch your back.
You made your bed,
now you must lie in it.
I hope you die in it,
you fuckin lying pig!
1 or 2 or 3 or 4?
How many fuckin times did you betray me?
Well, I guess it makes sense that you would lie.
It all makes sense.
Realize your motives.
Check your phone again,
stab me in the back.
Check your phone again,
stab me in the back .
I know that you fucked her.
Check your phone again,
and stab me in the back!
(I guess you never thought I'd find out motherfucker.
I thought we were friends,
I thought we were fuckin friends!)
It finally came to this.
I know you sold me out for pussy,
you sold me out!
Cant believe she did it,
spread her legs for him.
Stab me in the back.
Check your phone again,
stab me in the back.
I know that she fucked you,
stab me in the back.
***I refuse to sleep another night,
with the thought that you're still breathing.
It was never good enough:
Believing that this - was the end,
of a dynasty.
I'll break down your fucking world.***
(*Lyrics and voice by Gary from From The Pawn.)
***Caught in the act,
now I have to react.
Sweet dreams.
How you gonna suck him off...
With a broken jaw???!!
...His throat on the floor,
How's that for luck??
Now you're BOTH fucked!!***
(*Lyrics and voice by Sean from Endwell.)
I refuse to sleep another night!
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5. |
Hammerhead
03:12
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It's hard to call me with a mouthful of dick, bitch!
Johnson City must of taught you quickly.
It's hard to call me when you're getting nailed.
You should know you're a fucking parasite.
You can't expect me to believe all your bullshit fucking lies.
All your lies define yourself on your knees.
It's hard to call me with a mouthful of dick, bitch.
New York City straight up fucked you quickly.
Spread your legs for another shot of whiskey.
Suck it down, you're a parasite.
It's laughable to even think of the appeal I ever found in you, you fucking stupid bitch!
Predictable, easy, and willing to fuck.
***You better pray you never see me again, bitch!
'Cause if you do I won't pass up revenge.
At first site, we're gonna fight.
That's right, I'm gonna blast you with a hammer-like fist.
Then watch you bleed.
Smash your body into the ground.
Bury you deep where you won't be found.***
(*Lyrics & voice by Phil Vibes from The Judas Syndrome.)
Get ready for the last night of your life.
Don't try to run, don't try to plead.
No one will hear you fucking scream.
Get ready for the last night of your life.
It's hard to call me with a mouthful of dick, bitch!
Johnson City must of taught you quickly.
Honestly, everything about you makes me fucking sick.
You cunt!
You slut!
You bitch!
You whore!
Fuck you.
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6. |
Catalyst Of Suffering
03:34
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Surrounded by these snakes in the house of sorrow.
Well, this is what my life has become.
I'm lapping up my blood as it begins to sour.
Descending into madness.
I'm losing my mind.
I've lost control.
This is my downfall.
I've lost control.
No reason to live at all.
My lust, my pride...
I caused this pain.
The result of my selfishness.
I cause us a lot of pain.
I caused us a lot of suffering.
***I caused us a lot of pain.
I caused us a lot of suffering.
I am at fault.
Judgement will come.
I'm the catalyst of your suffering!***
(*Lyrics & voice by Ronnie Canaziaro from Born Of Osiris.)
Armed to the teeth and I'm ready for war,
and if you think you came prepared than you better bring more.
Damage is done, lines have been drawn.
Never show mercy for my enemy's sake.
This treacherous face.
These venomous snakes.
Damage is done.
Lines have been drawn.
These demons tear me apart.
I'll take my hate straight to my grave.
Ripping my body and soul.
Losing my faith.
Going insane.
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Doomsday Mourning Queens, New York
DOOMSDAY MOURNING is an urban-influenced, no holds barred, metal onslaught from Queens, New York. Since their inception in 2009, the band has taken the metal scene by storm, utilizing their punishing grooves and brutally honest lyrics. Built on a foundation of street credibility, dark intensity, and sheer brutality, DOOMSDAY MOURNING continues to unfold in new and creative directions. ... more
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