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Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome aboard the starship Boney M
for our first passenger flight to Venus.
Ready for count-down: 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 -
sailed on stormy seas
Or you could say that we failed like seven out
Of ten in our neighboorhood
But I prefer remembering the way we were
When we both
unique
24-7 ya thinking bout it even in ya sleep
So this bad chick i met her, we talking for several weeks
And our sexual conversations was really getting
for our iniquities
The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him
And by His scourging we are healed
And that's all Hebrew Scripture
Painting New
The age of science has failed
To explain our universe in rational terms.
Consequently the power of magic
Has gradually emerged from our
out! 'Cause this is a new world transmission
Permission to shine now our time to glisten
The next shit, the next shit, the next shit, the next shit
family, now
Comin' up in game backdoor with the heat
Krayzie's friends out the walls
? by my lonely, before a sista was broke
Blow up Mo Thug open up
[Riley Martin sample]
I told them of the Hale Bop comet 7 years ago...
It is running if you will notice on our sensors
we have picked up a ship
shell
Cocooned for centuries upon a distant vision of hell
It's quest to imbue it's brood into our cells
Through the Wounds of our spirit and mind
the shadow king unsoiled
Our territories- stained by scarlet soil
Beneath the surface- Sigil Insidious
Transmutation circle- unparalleled
Guiding the flow
beat
His mind razor-sharp, his words like a sword
Craftin' rhymes so tight, you'd be shook to the core
[Verse 3]
But deep down inside, he carried
the have-lots robbed from
The don't haves
Where the caps lock's lost in the phone tap
Emojis minus emotion and vocab
Seven years passed
Let me parse you for part
connecting the dots
There are bugs under my skin, I need to dig them out with a screwdriver
She broke my heart, had me shadowboxing behind the 7-Eleven
In
it’s a one eight seven
By a three-fifty seven
While Jesus telling me beware of the leavened
I’m spilt in the middle like malcolm
I’m drowning
It’s only
even for a second, we don't think we're being threatened
By the polarizing tension bound to detonate real soon
Boom! Nah, I'm not about to go out like
strength.
Hours, minutes, seconds have gone by measure meaningless we have nothing to present
time and time again we are wasting sacred life that we can
Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
Will holding guns, we take flight with no fright
And attack, never fear cause our words is clear
to see what's behind the
Masks
They don't tell us who we are but who we want to be
So tell me who wants to be a bat?
A mask at its core is a second face
la-la, la-la
They got a A-P-B out on my thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies die now, walkin'
they give us the pressure
Cause if we fuck up our first chance
Fans won't give us a second, check
[Young Neef]
Listen and learn you missin the message
For a second
I'd be the one you call
Lucky seven
I'd be your wings when you fall
I'm just saying I'm no angel ain't no saint here
Lay with me we'll
the light
Elevate your mind
In La'kesh Ala kin, we begin
We begin to rise
Yo, just think for a second
Can we predict a better future?
A redesign of our
exact precision that it's true.
That the atomic clock with an error factor of less than three seconds per millennium is set by the way we move.
money baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn em with thirty-three-eighties
Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out
I got
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