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and[01:10.69]Drink my blood you can have no part in me[01:14.12]Wait what did he just say[01:17.54]This is some real hard teaching[01:19.73]Like Jesus you're cool
thoughts, terabyte
Can't sanitize
When I die look after my
Plans for mass genocide
Without an alibi, that is my enterprise
Memorized to Z from Y
The very end
through songs and shit
On me, that's on me
Raise up, nigga, you are not the homie
Bitch I'm well-connected from my section down to Long Beach
Fumblin'
of crime
And He told me
When I'm caught up in a maze I'm fine
His lights show me the way out I'm fine
So many try to impress, best dressed
Look good, look
and let the king explore
Describe me, the kid's nice and he holds swords
And his name, black attack's the nerve like migraines
With more gains than
the hair falling down
He blows it with a blowdryer and says, "There, now it's done"
I look in the mirror and see he's given me Princess Leia's bun
"This
to dance, I bet she blew cock
Caught em in Nebraska, out on Bond, he look like Babytron
If you came from Nevada, you could never be my baby mom
New
GRABS HER STUFF AND LEAVES.
SCENE TWO — MAIN HALLWAY
SCENE OPENS WITH SAM HOLDING A KID BY HIS COLLAR AND
PUSHING HIM AGAINST A LOCKER.
KID: LET ME GO!
gonna do, sue me
By all means, man
That would be ultra neato
Bring me free publicity
As it is, I've got to generate it all
Juggle and eat fire
keep it top notch
Evidently, we push V's from Bentleys to Drops
Got big things, baby
I'm still greedy to my enemies
I hope you keep on envying me
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without
the life that we're given
We look to His Word
For the Wisdom
Ain't no tyrannical system
Where there's resistance
Ay
Yeshua
El Shaddai
El Elyon Na Adonai
strayed
You brought me back in
trying to sneak a flask outside of that gym
She said "You don't need that, look within"
She hugged me, looked into my eyes,
me
Uh
Sure about that
Real about that
Put in work gon’ need a hard hat
Armor on, gon’ face combat
Look around you and inside you, warfare
We in
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Make sure nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row
Bob praise be to Nero's
know what it took, all these risks, all these chances
Streets helped me race to go and change my circumstances
Straight from the city, we done took it
dirt what dat make him a seed
He fake he show love when it's something he need
A legend was born and he made me dis beat
(Beat is brought to in part by
started from but where I'm headed it don't fit me, you feel me?
You see my Lord said he's coming swiftly
And I believe him so my goal is to explain it
In his dream he gave a famous speech where his subjects heard him say
The social infrastructure here is starting to decay
But when he woke up from his
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transsexual, Transylvania
Let me show you around, maybe play you a sound
You look like you're both pretty groovy
wanted was a chance
They took my cousin away that's my man's
RIP dell he trey O that's my mans
Hey
No cap though
Grew up in Georgia that's that pote
They
on an upward trail
Because he's always by my side, he never fails me
Whenever I have a video attack
He's right there by my back keeping me on track
So if I bug
his way to the small little class
Where he is greeted by his teacher the young Mrs. Glass
Hello, welcome, come in, say hi
Class this is Dracula he stood
Surrounded by plastic cups
They looked like unfinished drinks to me
A reaper look alike appeared from the abyss
Smoking a spliff
Yo you got the P
Yo you got
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