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of twelve
Some force cut the power
And emerged from hell
It was your so called government
That made this occur
Like the grafted devils they were

J. edgar
Bond for a running mate,

Now if the CIA, and the IRS, and the FCC,
Found out that J. Edgar Hoover and the FBI owned stock in AT&T,
And the UAW,
heebie-jeebies for Beebe's, Bathysphere
I got through Shirley Temple, and I'm here

I've gotten through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover
Gee, that was fun
and J. Edgar Hoover,
Gee, that was fun and a half.
When you've been through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover,
Anything else is a laugh.
I've been through
bells ringing
Comedians stopped dead in the middle of a joke in Las Vegas

Haddda be FBI chief J. Edgar Hoover
And Frank Costello syndicate mouthpiece
my enemy 
Enemies, enemy, when will I see? 
Enemies, enemy R.I.P. 

Where you gonna run when God want to do ya? 
J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda
Yeah, I'm talkin to all the J. Edgar Hoovers
That are still left in there
All the big brothers that are watching
I hope you're listenin
Cause the bad shit
Edgar Hoover
To leave to Switzerland, type maneuvers

{{Myalansky}}
Through the eyes of an everyday, street veteran
Chased for Presidents, throw up
J. Edgar Hoover,
President Nixon, President Johnson, Martha Mitchell
And her husband or her man or her woman
Ethel Kennedy, all the Kennedy's
Bank
them
Fill them with the lead like they put in Martin Luther King’s head
Like they killed Malcolm X, Edgar Hoover did that
You can catch me in the hood
Hmm, hmm, hmm, j'ai des doutes j'ai des affreux,
Hmm, hmm, hmm, les affreux de la creation,
Hmm, hmm, hmm, comprenne qui veut pas si con,
Hmm,
What price the crown of a king on his trone
If he’s chained in the dark all alone
(Edgar Allan Poe)

J’ai rangé mon deux pièces
Comme si tu
rap about protect
They loosin' the manuevers that Edgar Hoover reenacted
Being on my black shit, they be tryna silence me
But to do that shit, they
might get hyper just like positive on a night shift
Fresh wes is the smoothest show and prover
Like j. degar hoover, I make a ? ? ? maneuver
Ain't no
with gonnorrhea
I'll do a freak show in North Korea, burning the flag
while Jay Edgar Hoover politicians dress up in drag
Try to confuse you, makin'
I'm a one percenter
Business is warfare, fuck you niggas
Edgar Hoover said stop the rise of a black messiah
The judge said charge teens as adults, turn
I'm a one percenter
Business is warfare, fuck you niggas
Edgar Hoover said stop the rise of a black messiah
The judge said charge teens as adults, turn
SDF, tu les trouvera dans les rues
Donc tu ne me verras pas, j'ai d'autres choses à faire qu'être vue
Mental de paysanne, je suis concentrée sur ce blé
Avant de toucher ma tite-pe
Il faudra me tuer peu importe la douleur
Tony, Sosa, Larry Hoover
Le double R est bi-couleur
Mon négro, mon négro
Le
Je suis né Kevin d'état civil
Et de parents pas très finauds
Qui préfèrent le bodybuilding et le tuning
A la poésie d'Edgar Poe
Chez moi quand
escalopes
Je vais vous déculotter d'un petit coup mes souvenirs
Du temps ou j'étais mac je fumais pas des clops
On montait sur des coups sans avoir le
escalopes
Je vais vous déculotter d´un petit coup mes souvenirs
Du temps ou j´étais mac je fumais pas des clops
On montait sur des coups sans avoir le
La petite Madeleine que j'ai connue à Saint-Lazare
Je l'ai Choisy pour son superbe Corvisart
Elle avait le Saint-Placide et un sacré Buzenval
Elle
We're all doomed!
Leo Tolstoy: Yes!
Honoré de Balzac: Oui...
Edgar Allen Poe: Aaaarrrggghhhh!
Charlotte Brontë: Hello...
Emily Brontë: Hello...
Anne
the wheels
Hold 'em up I'll show you how we rep-in-the-south
Tall tees, jeans creesed, J's step in the south
And any hater runnin up finna get left in