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Kno - La Petite Mort (Come Die With Me) (Instrumental)

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  • She said i was different, not like the other guys

    she could see my soul when she looked into my eyes

    but she couldn't see to far because my fire rise

    she was surprised, she had never seen that before

    never realized that there was no exit after the front door

    like she wanted more from me, she couldn't figure it out

    she was trapped in my eyes and she could never get out

    she wanted to leave knowing Leonardo is bad for her health

    like her own personal hell in the form of an man

    she was damned...

  • Kno is just STRAIGHT inspiration shyt. I love this beat ! Sooo dope , I done a track over this for my mixtape .. Its on my channel and its called "Come Die With Me (The Beautiful Death)" .. Would be cool if people could check it out :)

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  • And never one to pick a fight, She lies back, a tepid fire in her eyes, wants me to take her while she dies inside. Providing for each other what no doctor can prescribe, a little death I guess, as I caress her thighs, and divide. She starts to cry, but I know that it’s alright, because tonight, towards the light, we going home.
  • Once a thrilling temptress, my one and only princess. To get an angel off of mine and mind is a crime that leaves you blind sided. A close encounter of the worst kind, my crying shame is the blame game; she’s derisive. Posing as a ‘coming’ offering herself and guidance, a sheath for violence, silent, yeah she’s black and white.
  • TRUE STORY ...WON'T MEAN MUCH BUT TO THE ONE WHO FACED THIS TRIAL ...TOO REAL TO FIGHT IT OR CONVINCE ANY INNOCENT BYSTANDER...PEACE TO THE CHIEF OF WISDOM AND FATHER OF TRUTH AND DEDICATION TOWARDS A GOLDEN SOUL.

  • UNDER THE SURFACE , WE EXSIST ,TIMES ONLY A MOMENT TO LIVE IT ,BUT OUR FATES ALL READY WRITTEN , MOTHER NATURES OUR GIVIN, FOR MANY SPRUNG ON THE ADRENALIN ON KILLIN, HOPES SITTIN ON THE EDGE OF HELL AND HEAVEN , TRYING TO BALANCE OUT ON PEACEFUL HEALIN , SHE WILL CLAIM MY BODIES BONES AND FLESH LAST BREATH OF OXYGEN THEN MARRIED TO HER IN DEATH PERMANANT INTEGRATION AND SEPERATION WITHIN THE SAME ACTION....THE WORDS KEEP REPEATING IN MY MENTE COME DIE WITH ME INFECTING

  • COLLAPSED SICK ONE SECOND BREATH TO HOLD ON FOR THE AMBULANCE LOOKING UP TO THE SKY , NUMB BODY NO LIE, BODY FILLED WITH A GLOW SEPERATING BODY FROM SOUL, ONE WORD I SPOKE , DON'T , NOT YET , THE LIGHT DRIFTED A LITTLE MORE , BIGHTER THEN THE SUN BUT EASY TO MY OPTICAL TO WITNESS IT CLING TO MY BODY REATTACHED GOT FEELING BACK , STRUGGLED TO GET MY BALANCE HIT THE WALL RELIZED EARTHS NOT THE ONLY ONE TO REVIVE OUR LIFE PURPOSE THERES MORE TO THIS TERM WE TEND TO FORGET GODS WORK AND SPIRITUAL

  • DIEINGS CLOSING UR EYES THEM WAKING UP STEPPIN BAK FROM EARTHS ALLIANCE EXPERIANCING THE NEXT FORM OF EXISTANCE ACTING A FOOL LOST IN THIS LIFE MADE MISTAKES IN THE STREETS WEB OF VIOLENCE NEVER KNEW WHAT I HAD TILL IT WAS VISUAL TO MY PRESENT AND PAST , COULDN'T GRAB A HOLD OF MY SOULS BONDAGE DRUGS AND GANGS CLASH ACTS OF HATE AND RETALLIATION TILL IT ALL CAME BACK UNAWARE WALKING TO MY FATE THAT NIGHT TILL I ASKED WHERE U FROM SHOTS FIRED LAYED OUT FLAT IN THE STREET GASPING FOR AIR, LUNGS

  • Come Play With Me, Lets Run A World Like Alice In Wonderland, It Will Be Fast Love Connection WIth D Sharpest Knife Knives That Accupuncture Glands, I Wonder The Deserts Looking For Shade Exploring Life The Same Way A Vulture Stands, To Martian Cranial Lobe Stretch Farthest Bounds Quicker Than Like Rubber Bands, Fire Lightered Hurricane Winds At Will Till Ur A Burnt Man Piled Like A Bunch of Sand, To Dispatch Bioelectric Waves Running In Belial Nerves I Just Use My Thumb No Wands. (>I.A<)

  • would ya take a look at that side boob

  • @chumbucket206 like a trash bag you onced loved me but now im the one laughed at I look for the light at the end of the tunnel it hits me it was your amtrack I hope you have nightmares and flash backs your bullets come at me but I have sand bags 9/11 crashing in to me you have no where to land at pumping me out of the system like a camshaft you were once my sun now I am cold so it'll be better when I let you know
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