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as the people start to cry. 

Hour, 
Hour, 
Week by week, 
Look into the mirror before getting on with me, 

Skylon, 
Skylon, 
Way up high, 
Cutting at the wires

don't need it
Let my bitches drive the boat I ain't no merchant seamen
Heard they want some smoke but this some pressure that I'm chiefing
Run it up like

Dead Disnee

El-P

Fantastic Damage

2002

A hundred and forty nine stay high battle cadence

Live among the merchants of blood (blood!)
but all the power and control means shit (shit!)
now you can

Aboriginals
They live in tents, with no pants on
You can see their balls

I hope, Stephen falls
Into a pile of stingrays
And he could take Dundee with him

the devil new messages I done been bound by the sins of my fetishes
I been ashamed of myself to my relatives praying my siblings do more than I ever did

nothing but blackness 
Nothing to feel 
Nothing to live for 

Putting in the minds of these rappers 
That their time is limited 
4 minute beats from H3

Nothing to feel
Nothing to live for
Putting in the minds of these rappers
That their time is limited
4 minute beats from H3 or filament
Heart darkened by

Pruneface hat
He knew where it's at it was a stop and shop moment
He got a lettuce head as your friend was watching
As Natalie Wood sang in the background

I know I hurt you before, girl
But I think if you can see it inside your heart
To look at my heart and take a closer look at me
See how much growing

God in spirit and truth
You gotta be wise as a serpent, shallow as a merchant, witchcraft fanatics, lust demons, in action
Entity attachments, yeah,

Wouldn't someone like "Skywalker" make more sense
Shut up
Return of the Jedi, take a few notes
Star Wars, Part IV, here's A New Hope
Unfreeze Solo, and look

and misled by your pharmaceuticals

Deception has come, to fool everyone!
If you want to live on, now baby
Just have faith, overcome the hate
Deception has

they're all on some cruise ships
G body paint look wet that's just how I do it
Bitches see me in public and they always lose it
Give Bitches wet dreams even

a pound a day
I don't fuckz with you, so get the fuck out my way
High till I die, get money every day

I'm heard by the best, they call me the merchant

singing my shit like
Look at me now
Sipping my cup
Hate on me now
Can't give a fuck
You could be loud
Aint saying none
Silent my response
Middle finger up
I

Get Our Christmas On

Recorded by Six Gun Sally (feat. Natalie Brady)

Produced by Seth Cook/Ford Thurston 

Writers 
Jeff Thurston (BMI)/Dave Barbe

Tomorrow's Going to Be a Better Day

Billy Bragg

Tooth & Nail

2013

To the misanthropic misbegotten merchants of gloom
Who look into their crystal balls and prophesied our doom:
“Let the death knell chime, its

gunplay
Call Natalie up, there's nunn bae
Everybody wanna be a bad bitch

Everybody wanna live lavish
And everybody wanna be a savage
If you ain't got

tamed; I am hard to find
Don’t be a fool, I live in the sky
You never stood a chance
You never could advance past me
I’m the Reaper taking lives
I do take

Five years gone by since I caught the beast
Five empires worth of wealth I've lost
Down holes of vice
The hounds of dept snapping at my heels have

Hahaha you fools
The humble merchant that you thought you knew was but a ruse
It is I, Lithanduroth
And the final damnation is here

You got a party?

squirts

Finally a girl to love
Someone with her candor
She speaks like bucks
And whispers little slanders
But my beast has in his looks
I shout he should

Yes
Uh-huh it feel good don't it
Yeah, back
And better than before
Yeah, better than ever
Look, listen, aye, and

I live for a good time, probably

sale
In the zeitgeist

Corporations
Starting to look life like

Only judge your by Purchases
Really Uncertain
With the demagogue  Worship

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