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With hearts of midnight, brightened by his infernal light
We stand as a monolith of wrath, united under the goath of a thousand young
Two horns
The circle of bones has been sealed,
Prepared for these most ancient rites.
Three virgin cunts arrested by chains,
Gut them like pigs,
Let their
[Verse 1]
Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist
Wither by the watering hole, water patrol
What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery
mean anything
Through thick and slim we gon' win we a team by any means y'all

[Chorus: x2]

The touch of his hand the sound of his voice
The way
Well, we bursted out of class
Had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a 3-minute record, baby
Than we ever learned in school

Tonight I
to return to find the land we love, threatened once more by Rome's far-reaching grasp

Tomorrow we shall brighten the chimes of Rome, til I rejoice your
serious
We just n****z getting money, f***ing all the b****es
And life and death between a matter of inches

You know
That fo' four that handle his
We just niggaz getting money, fucking all the bitches
And life and death between a matter of inches
You know
That fo' four that handle his business
the wind, where eagles cross the sky
Today my mortal blood will mix with sand it was
Foretold I will die by my hand
Into Hades my soul descends

Cowards
that they 3D printed and I finish it
Kinison said if you gonna miss heaven
Why miss it by two inches?
Old money and new bitches (Old money and new
that they 3D printed and I finish it
Kinison said if you gonna miss heaven
Why miss it by two inches?
Old money and new bitches (Old money and new
[Chorus] 
Flame is the game 
The game we call gas lighting Abbie 
It's a luscious invention for three 
One summer by the sea 

With the long weekend
returned to join me in my Quest for the Traitor. The Hunt is on!") 

"Across the bridge we came from Times beyond
Communion of the Sword of Blood
da mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly
Get how we live, yo, we tryin' to get by
We throw it all in the air, baby, dats no lie

Blood raw, errbody love it
year on some dank 
Shot to my brothers house and got them niggaz high 
It was the Man Klan, 3 Deep, and the nigga six 
We was off that chocolate thai
desire
We hesitate then reach for each other
Time instantly pauses
Stuck leaning forward, 
Our position slowly spins three hundred and sixty degrees
I
understand it
Or its punks with weak voices
And you rejoice at three joints of the 20 tracks only some were fat
Then you wish you had your money back
Make her jump for joy, so start to rejoice
We are the three, we keep the panties moist

Yo, I'm steppin' outta here cause I'm out of time
So let
year on some dank 
Shot to my brothers house and got them niggaz high 
It was the Man Klan, 3 Deep, and the nigga six 
We was off that chocolate thai
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
Tonight
Our bodies getting intertwined
It's fucking filthy feeding off the blood inside
Dried out
Veins and no more pain
Let me know the place
If the air is a little thick in this room tonight
I reckon it's the result of an onslaught of separatist rookies
Overcome by this colorful sight
room 
There'll be blood on the cleaver tonight 
And when darkness lifts and the room is bright 
I'll still be by your side 
For you are all that
blood on the cleaver tonight
And when darknesss lifts and the room is bright, I'll still be by your side

For you are all that matters and I'll love
Shuttin down the parkin lot
We're doin the moonwalk
I ain't stuntin' now hoe 'cause I'm tryin to blood talk
I be where they work at, where niggas get merked