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really don't
Which, which way the pressure lies
So I've decided what I'm gonna do now
So I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains
Where the spirits
So I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains 

Where the spirits go now, 
Over the hills where the spirits fly, ooh, I really don't know.
I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains 
Where the spirits go now, 
Over the hills where the spirits fly, ooh. 
I really don't know.
can of pepper spray
to coat the pieces the smell is unbearable
Hold the first layer of bag beautifully
that'll keep animals from tearing open the bag
Check it out 
 
What is a panther? A animal that kills 
I'm like a shark with blood comin' out the gills 
You could never in your wildest dreams 
Get
Check it out 
 
What is a panther? A animal that kills 
I'm like a shark with blood comin' out the gills 
You could never in your wildest dreams 
Get
like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags

Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out, runnin' up in
I might as well go against my own faith
So I follow the market
I sight the butcher boy by the gate

(You want goat?)
No I might a kill I queen
near you I wouldn't be far from you

I've got a feeling you know what you did


AC/DC Bag

AC/DC Bag

AC/DC Bag

DC Bag (2x)


Time to put your money
ninjas
'll come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
the last days)
Cause God made water and trees food man woman
land fire grass animals clouds and sunrays to shine
on the parents of those twenty-six kids that
can of pepper spray
to coat the pieces the smell is unbearable
Hold the first layer of bag beautifully
that'll keep animals from tearing open the bag
leader squealing
"it's the real pig fever"
Sick people pinky swearing on concealed 6th fingers
That's idle handwork in the spirit of death dealers
Look
beach?
Blood beach
Dance with a man he starts clutching, he ugly
Punks hung halo teach
Hugged by the math with the cable reach
A hundred and sixty-six
I remind you 
Of scars only seen by God,
Who keeps account of each souls pain 
By weighing the bags that have grown so big,
They almost block my
and my fellow female mammals, animals 
Bitches in cages, bodies racked with hormone rages 
Minds haunted by our children's faces 
They mace us, with
you feel this)
Feel this
Can you feel this?
Can you, can you feel this?

Riding by windows shakin' while I'm passin' by
Gotta big screen TV in
Do not ring the bell, there is nobody home
The spirits around will haunt you, do not ring the bell
There is nobody home

Apartment 223,(Scratch: I'm
Check it out 
 
What is a panther? A animal that kills 
I'm like a shark with blood comin' out the gills 
You could never in your wildest dreams 
Get
the car keys in it
I’m getting out

Each brick is a pixel
Each step is a stitch in the dust
Grass it’ll whistle
Buzzed by the breath with your lungs
the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars and our common visions,
The "C" of Tranquility, what will it really be?
What does the future hold?