Heftur Með Gaddavír í Kjaftinum Sem Blæðir MigLæstur Er Lokaður Inn í BúriDýr Nakinn Ber á MigOg Bankar Upp á Frelsariótaminn Setur í Ný BatteríOg Hleður á Ný (X4)Við Tætum Tryllt Af Staðút í óvissunaþar Til Að Við Rústum öllu Og Reisum AfturAftur á Ný .. Read »
No Apologies
Respect is earned through dedicationWork in progress never stops.Insult me with your hatredAnd I say what have you gotNothing, Nothing where it counts.It's a weak mans notion that I owe you.Open doors not enoughNow you want to be carried through.No regret.. Read »
Ný BatterÃ
Ný Batterí Heftur Með Gaddavír í Kjaftinum Sem Blæðir MigLæstur Er Lokaður Inn í BúriDýr Nakinn Ber á MigOg Bankar Upp á Frelsariótaminn Setur í Ný BatteríOg Hleður á Ný (X4)Við Tætum Tryllt Af Staðút í óvissunaþar Til Að Við Rústum öllu Og Reisum AfturA.. Read »
Never Measure Up
No one can see you,no one can seeno one can sense humilityno one can hear you,no one can hearinadequacy's in the airThe greatest fear for you to beexposed for all the world to seeNever-measure-never-measure-never-measurenever-measure-upI know they see me,.. Read »
Natale's Song
I'm in the warsCan't speak for cryingClose all the doorsSince I am dyingPick up the phoneAttempt to call herI'm all aloneUntil she answersMomentarily she brings peace to meMomentarily she brings peace to meShe barely speaksBut I hear her breathingThat's a.. Read »
No Title Just A Rap
Jackie Robinson was a young black player some of the fans were just a bunch of haters.Every time he played a game some of the fans just drank some haterade.Every time he stole a base look at the fans and look at their faces.Every time someone gave him a t.. Read »
No Soles' Dopest Opus
Soul brother's on this scene now...gon' really do a COOL one for ya. Siah: Archery through parched lips I aim rhymes that maim mimes The verbal darts I rip (rip) your heart skips (skip) a beat grip your seat And you can dip your feet in the clear blue h.. Read »
Niggas Gonna Die
[Shyne]I just wanna move mad bricksfor all the days I never had shitNow I'm young heartless and richPistols and pussy, straight from the doorBrown paper bags full of blood money, need moreToo much ain't enoughHigh off dust, greed never endinCatchin bodies.. Read »