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underway
On the by and by.
Ahead one third
Ahead two thirds
Full ahead flank
And out from the belly of the whale came a prophet
Amen.
Go shoot the moon,
underway on the by and by

Ahead one third, ahead two thirds
Full ahead flank and out from the belly
Of the whale came a prophet, Amen

Go shoot the moon,
no fortune teller to see it's forever with you
Oh no, it's forever with you

Don't watch the clock,
I paid some dude to make it stop
But we won't worry
again
'Cause your work is never done,
On this side of the sun.

[Instrumental]

I took it to a fortune teller
I thought that she might help me
She
saw it so clear, two hearts flying in my mirror
Then I knew good things were gonna come, now, now, now
A fortune teller, she read my palm
She said hard
Sharing out your fortunes
Two hearts are better                                                     Hearts
Than one
the rivers and the oceans go
Feel the current deep down below
We'll be free
It's a mystery
Wondering what will be
Fortune tellers are telling me
In
here
Man fuck these thirsty hoes, I'ma live by that forever
I can give you a slice of the future, still you will never be a fortune teller
You can
Mailed by the fortune teller, tried to tell ya
Bout the group recruit we scoop up CREAM like Breyer's
Then spread across the globe like telephone wires
a great big world! 

[Chorus]

I had no petticoat trimmed with lace 
My angel cake was a sure disgrace 
My face was my fortune, my mother said
a great big world! 

[Chorus]

I had no petticoat trimmed with lace 
My angel cake was a sure disgrace 
My face was my fortune, my mother said
wicked rhymes
Like a fortune teller
'Cause the wickedness done by Jack
Where everybody at
Divided and sold
For liquor and the gold
Smacked in
here
Man fuck these thirsty hoes, I'ma live by that forever
I can give you a slice of the future, still you will never be a fortune teller
You can
Runnin up on niggas for butter lovers, or whatever
Can't take it for hoppers cockers, by watchin cops and robbers
But kid it's, kinda fittest, quit this,
straight to the cakes icing
Might, fortune-teller up your favorite paper tiger stripe
Great, grace invaders, the first-name basis patron haters
Who
inside.
Sight of the crown: Another angel down

We rock the ball
I'm facing my pain
A rage and a symphony
Driven by the wounds I cannot hide
Rise
dudes should offer forgiveness

'cause frontin' like you ill gets yourself torchered by killers

in Newyork I'm the realest

predicted by fortune
fly a jet, violent tyrant
Mind bent, dog-drippin, pissin on hydrants
Straight flippin on crews that ain't silent
They come by the two's and get chewed
it, I'm loving it
Sharing in our fortunes
Two hearts are better than one
In and out of time

As we flow down life's rivers
I see the stars glow
And he seemed unconcerned
Love's a fickle fortune babe
Every penny must be earned

We're astronauts we're angels but we're never coming down
For all
One, two, three, four!

Fortune has me well in hand, armies wait at my command
My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand
liars and losers, emus and aardvarks,
gypsies and penthieves, pedalers, cardsharks.
all of us fortune tellers combing the forest.
hardcore, building
[Intro:]
Yeah!
It's Major Pain, baby
Knahtalkinbout?
Ha, Ha
Ight, let me get serious
KOOPA!

[Chorus: x2]
I come through and show em how to do it
moonshine into yak
And then the ATF wanna come raise the track


I connive with more drive then multiply chedda
I can see the fortune without the teller
Cash rap over a beat or acapella
Kick a wicked rhyme like a fortune teller
This fella, se pone feo quando llego
I still be shoutin' out cats in San