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Album: Miscellaneous (2003)
Artists: Aeternus

  1. As I March
  2. Ascension Of Terror
  3. Black Dust
  4. Blodsverging
  5. Burning The Shroud
  6. Celtic Harp Solo (The Last Feast)
  7. Cuchulain
  8. Dark Rage
  9. Death's Golden Truth Revealed
  10. Denial Of Salvation
  11. Descent To The Underworld
  12. Embraced
  13. Fyrndeheimen
  14. Ild Dans
  15. Katrina's Fair *
  16. Nordlys
  17. Possessed By The Serpents Vengeance
  18. Prophecy Of The Elder Reign
  19. Raven And Blood
  20. Resurrection
  21. Sentinels Of Darkness
  22. Slaying The Lambs
  23. Sworn Revenge
  24. The Essence Of The Elder
  25. The Lair Of Anubis
  26. The Summoning Of Shadows
  27. The Sunset's Glory
  28. There's No Wine Like The Bloods Crimson
  29. To Enter The Realm Of Legend
  30. Under The Blade Of The Dead
  31. Under The Eternal Blackended Sky
  32. Victory
  33. Vind
  34. Waiting For The Storms
  35. Warlust
  36. Warrior Of The Cresent Moon
  37. When The Crows Shadow Falls


Three 6 Mafia
Miscellaneous
3 6 In The Morning
(Scarecrow)
6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door
Slipped on my lugz
Cuz these thugs out the back yo
Jumped the back gate
Cranked the Chevy
Then I race
Popped in the tape
A motherfuckin' Three 6 Mafia tape
I'm crunked off the bump
Pumpin' through my backseat
Speedin' hit the weed
Though the end of the streets of Memphis Tennesee
Got my stacks and some bags sittin' in the stash spot
Tatooes on my legs and a hot 40 glock
They got the hard on for the Infamous nigga
Call me Scarecrow
Used slangin' man, but I don't do that no more
I'm feelin' like I'm the most wanted
Every cop is an opponent
In the dash
On my ass, on the cherry buck flash
And I'm real
Man I got to get the fuck out of here

I had to ditch the Chevy
Callin' my mafia niggas to scooped me up
The blocks are crawlin' with cops
I can't go down, them slugs bust
I'm runnin' through yards and shit
Tryin' to dodge them tricks
I'm a movin' target
I spotted my nigga out there
On the real, gonna rde with out no fly shit
He didn't hesistate, we climbed up out my side of town
I told him bout' the drama in the ride and how it went down
I got a lay low cool (??) before I get back in it
Anti-peace and po-police
I beat them with glocks back to the street
I can't get caught, cause the new law say in it "ain't no deals"
I would decease these devil police, therefore I do twenty years
Every nigga and grill they drop a dime to papers
I gotta pull a quick capa before I catch the vapors

12 a-m the next day
Gotta bank the seas
Gotta preacher please (??) throw in the keys
Down to my nigga
Got the passport to get my overseas
Under the palm trees
But you know me a quarter key
But my pan was injured
The silent alarm was triggered
I heard a cop say come out with fuckin' hands up
Nigga now I got to show my Prophet (??)
My only way out was to take me some hostages
They keep askin' me over and over for demands
I told them back up
Or she got brains on her pants
The gun was to her head, I told them don't make me shoot
But little did I know they had a sniper on the roof
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