Lyrics:
CUSTOMER: Why?
MORTICIAN: He hasn't got shit all over him.
Scene 3
[clop clop]
ARTHUR: Old woman!
DENNIS: Man!
ARTHUR: Man, sorry. What knight lives in
summer soul days
I think I'll take my baby for a ride down the back road
Out in the country where the summer winds blow
Over by the river there's
warning
And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
"Now take them up, devils!" cried Arthur
warning
And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
"Now take them up, devils!" cried Arthur
no tide, permanent stain
Tamed, flamed, we are not the same
Leave you in the dust with an ankle sprain
Wausau, Madison, different planes
Hit a one-two,
froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'
take that as fair warning
And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their side
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
"Now take them, their
done been in that same boat, I ain't letting this chain go
Representing my niggas down till they free 'em like Django
It's the same old, just the same
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their side
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
"Now take out them, Devils!", cried Arthur McBride
"And
rapiers that hung by their sides
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
"Now we take them out, devils!" cried Arthur McBride
"And temper their edge in
rusty rapiers that hung by their side
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
"Now take them out, Devils", cried Arthur McBride
"And temper their
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
we're making love
It's still the same old love
Love by another name
It's still the same old love
It makes me feel this way
It's still the same
England
When King Arthur ruled his court
The fairies roamed the woods
Not the lechers in their hoods
And magic was the order of the day
And in that
go, we go
I pass my April fools in monster may
I pass by so much bull I should say "ole!"
I got friends named raggedy Ann and Andy
Call my "bon
I'm surrounded by empty beer bottles
Cigarettes, overflowing ashtrays
Creditors callin', lying to stall'em
Nothing is going my way
Depression
west in my Scott phase getting mentored by Kanye
Then I moved East to the m state now I rep L in the same way
But I don't ever take none Ima stand up til
hits the clock
Peddle away like your skills in this game
Weak
Im'a throw shade at you pilled
Freaks
My shit be loud I hear
Creaks
When your beat drops
in the morning
And we're packed into a narrow recording
Studio in Burbank, California
The same studio where the 28-year-old rapper
From Philadelphia
Ol' lady cross the street like "ain't that conley boy"
"That boy be on TV too, ain't that the same boy" (yea)
Fillin' even better when I look in
Centuries ago
In England
When King Arthur ruled his court
The fairies roamed the woods
Not the lechers in their hoods
And magic was the order
bayou) down by the bayou
Trying to play with the aine
Oh it's a shame to lose your way running wild (same old story again)
Oh it's a shame to lose
Don’t define me by my zodiac
Life too short let’s double back
I ball don’t hog no razorback
He catchin plays with his Tech
In case they try to Jarret Jack
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