, is already done Failure, of the sacrifice Confronting with your maker, paranoid vision a dream Flesh is dripping cold Day of mourning Death is on
should never know of one." Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe, Emptied out the register, said, "Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe." One day
his grave Well Jesse had a wife To mourn for his life Three children Now they were brave Well that dirty little coward That shot Mr. Howard And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
be hard cause I'm a young playa that loves to get paid Until that day I'm gonna pimp whores until I go to my grave (Gangsta) Now as I sit and reminisce
grave Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children now, they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave
and mourn all on his grave For a twelve months and a day And when twelve months and a day was passed The ghost did rise and speak Why sittest thou all on my grave
should never know of one" Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe Emptied out the register, said," Tell 'me it was Crazy Joe" One day
bye world Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves of the dead Upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves
The old woman finally caught me Sneakin' 'round her cave Her hair looked just like barbwire, boys And her smile just like the grave She asked me could
devastation Brings human extinction This plague aims at our weakness Predetermined sky Cradles fall into pine for the mourning Wailing cries blend endless each day
growing devastation. brings human extinction this plague aims at our weakness. predetermined sky. cradles fall into pine for the mourning. wailing cries blend endless each day
widows mourning But Friday rolls the stone away Kentucky mine, doing time Never see the light of day Kentucky mine, stand in line Just to dig your own grave
going down, I hear a distant wailing cry God something must've gone wrong, much too late I realize Go to hell Well I saw my funeral that day, I know who didn't show to mourn
afford the price It'll cost you, I'll off your life You soft, I told you I'm raw white When I'm on this mic, the mourn at Knight Don't wanna see mornin
On the edge of dawn Light ends the dark of day Mourning star at dusk Brightens with our decay Forward, just one step Millions of miles away Floating back
come, o come Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here Until the son of God appears Rejoice! rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come
His eyes they close and his last breath spoke he had seen all to be seen a life once full now an empty vase wilt the blossums on his early grave walk
