Lyrics:
Thought Im the rock of Gibraltar
Like what could I alter?
Gotta get over pole vault or
Might do somersault or
Barrel vault into this water
Its all
move it to rich lads
Export it I move it to OT, twin barrel it’s coming like Siamese
My killys a killer like 5g, I don’t like feisty
Bitch don’t be
You a tough guy talking shit behind a screen
Yeah, you tough guy
Acting like you are the king
Yeah, you a tough guy
Now put that barrel to your teeth
barrels
I’d be aiming right at them
And still do nine damage
One was broken
One was so op
One just was fine
And had me just raging
I’ve won and I’ve lost
ground
Wave at harry smile at hank
Making tracks for fuckin' high ground
You lock your problems up in my vault
Convince yourself that its all my fault
whistling sound
Vault bomb sets off
Feels like the 4th of July
My killer baby (I say)
It's a good day to die
Let's take the money
Take the money and fly
They
Sold
Your number, sir? Thank you
Lot 665, ladies and gentlemen: a papier-mâché musical box
In the shape of a barrel-organ
Attached, the figure
Sold, your number, sir? Thank you
Lot 665, ladies and gentlemen
A papier-mâché musical box in the shape of a barrel-organ
Attached, the figure
musical box, in the shape of a barrel-organ.
Attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals.
This item, discovered in the vaults
locked tight vault
Built it all on our own so we can’t be bought
I’m a turquoise snake skin fully loaded 45
80s baby strike first with no mercy cobra kai
front of vaults (In front of vaults)
We grew up on that "EBT" ain't let surroundings get to me (Uh uh)
It's so many things in life I never thought I'd get
To see that all was well and he switched off the light
Inside a vault stood a dusty old glass cabinet
Where five old guns and rifles were piled up in
Sold, your number, sir? Thank you
Lot 665, ladies and gentlemen
A papier-mâché musical box in the shape of a barrel-organ
Attached, the figure
the wrong way
Shoot barrel long range
Swag like pro ball
Gave her a ring, phone call
Money talk, pole vault
Walked in, drove off
So uncomfortable
secrecy
Another one in the book in me
Trip up the key right now
When I open the vault
But it's okay, if it's my mistake
And if you like I'll stay
I'm just
follow I bet they must be with
The vault in the back
Press the barrel until I feel all the bones in your back
Nothing funny just want the money you know
at how far this barrel go
Look at these scars hold on for hope
The road gets dark when you're far from home
And you're all alone
I just need money
tell you how I made it so high
Been growing like the bean stock
Head is reaching into the sky
Think I might
Double barrel with the shot
Triple double
Sport it like I shine yeah,
Rainbow dough was the emmo
So many flavours yo,
Buy your neighbour off underwater vault
Then I met him, Colombian name
scraped barrel bottom
Aesop Rock an Apple to the core but ya'll ignored him
I know a planet made of porcelain
And once I get tired of holding this gavel
The rope goes over the wall
For the controller born to hold
A stethoscope to a vault wooly willy
Peel off in a barrel over the falls
And down river
and gentlemen: a papier-mache musical box,
in the shape of a barrel-organ.
Attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals.
This item,
for me, but he thought he would have the narrow win
My aim is to blame, when I load it inside the barrel and
Put the third eye on him, and do a lil'
even a little bit human at all. Every barrel smells something sinister. It's refined to pit slash windfall. I see some folks churning out fines,
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