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his existence. When created, to be admitted, the twin spirits knock at the gates of the Dreams kingdom with a particular beat sequence that works
[Genius]
Tell Me Please My Dear Friend
I Can't Understand
You Told Me This Is A Dream
Why Are You So Strained ?
[Twin Spirit N. 32]
You Don't Know
the hellhounds
Soaking up what blood she could find
The kind of girl with two talons for heels
And the price of her love on your mind
My dark twin, what
Ah, me name is Jackie White and I'm foreman of the yard,
And ye don't mess with Jackie on this quayside.
Why I'm as hard as iron plate, woe betide
the cleaners
In the club with twin bitches steamin' on my reefer
They both go at my balls like Venus and Serena
What's good?

[Saukrates]
Nigga I double
My
on they necks 'til they can’t breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
get whipped like my first name
And although I'm prissy, don't get it confused
I don't need to mess with you, I've got plenty of dudes

Got the caramel
like Beans cuz Beans rude
She wish Beans would go back to Chicago with her dude
Sayin he don't like Dr. Wick
but Dr. Wick don't give a shit
Zany got
on they necks 'til they can’t breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
on they necks 'til they can’t breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
wheels
My colon holdin' pills, fuck takin' some Golden Seal
I smoke leaky and black like BET
And fuck hoes raw dog 'til my balls catch VD

Mess with
the first in the family to go to college
With dreams of being properly addressed as doctor
Insert the name of the man who gonna sweep her off her feet
In
strapped, and I don't smoke crack
Dope fiends, Dr. King had a dream
That we would grow up and work together as a team
Crooks, lock em up by the book
I'm
on they necks 'til they can’t breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck