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Pray you, mark.

(sings) White his shroud as the mountain snow

Enter King.

Queen: Alas, look here, my lord.

Ophelia: Larded with sweet flowers

Which

tie
Since 19
Time passed by
Now chilling out
Eating pad Thai
But

I am the one x13 (cool Arabian singing)
After 7 now
Starting at 13 (start singing

refuse, I will make it more horrific for you
By the time I'm done, you'll have more than just a few stab wounds
I would gunge your eyes out, slit your

that ain't the reason I'm a devotee
No I believe in him cause he believes in me

I'm the 13th apostle, just by the hair of my chin
Cause I doubt more

look at me
Living my life, feeling free
No more stress is on me
No more stress is on me, yeah

Unsure of a starting point
Album did not disappoint
Had

Hey[00:05.46]Today, today not just tomorrow[00:08.00]Today we live, don't be sorrow[00:10.78]No worries today, always laughing[00:13.46]Today I know

timber and caliber
When engine room don Dey hot (Cheii) Dem no Dey quench the fire
By the way
Butuo

mortician getting schooled with no tuition
I'm full of optimism one day I'll get recognition
Set out on this expedition by my lonesome while you listen
Take

Am I the man that you envisioned 
Should your response in any way sway my decision
I'm now more conscious of the way that I am living 
What I put in

The engine immediately turning
Pushing between them
Firing bursts,
Not known consciously by the dreamer
Got up from the sofa
And managed to throw his hands out

pray at the altar 
Less you gettin stung by my
Zanpakuto
I suggest that you start running 
Cause otherwise I be gunning 
You better respect 
Cause in two

Ballad of Thunder Road

Mark Collie

Born & Raised in Black & White

1985

couldn't run him down
Each time they thought they had him, his engine would explode
He'd go by like they were standing still on thunder road

There was

to risk it
Girl come with me
Come & help me plant my flowers
I can't waste no time
I can't waste no more hours
Money on my mind
Hope that shit don't turn me

ain't major
I'm barely over the speed limit
But can read her lips she's saying go slower
Instead I press the gas pedal lower
Rev the engine, go a little

the profit let's quadruple
Now employed old bosses lesson learned didn't take losses
Wavy Ima weave Ima bob no doodle
Ain't hard searching me engine ran by

and slurping up all the drinking water 
Having fun with the fish and the flowers
Running down by the streams while you're up there
Swimming around at the water

inspired by that feelin' that I provided (talk to 'em)
Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (uh-huh)
Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers

then they'll invade you[01:27.44]To me that sounds more like terrorist behaviour[01:30.26]I pray to no god, kneel to no man[01:32.82]I bow to no royal,

the store
Many more
Huh
Speak on my name we gon bring out the gang leave they ass on the floor
Gllt bow
Hangin round me I don't want all these shorties just

the meadows 
And glades of mystery 

Your marvellous natural temples 
Mankind no longer hails 
Instead the engines drum 
And drown our silent wails 

All

my driving force, put him in a Cayenne,
So he can snore in it, no roaring engine but still fierce like a lion
It's always been family first, then

Scarecrow stranded on a dead cell phone
Sundown's turned your flowers to stone
Cracked black engine block got ya chiseled down to the bone

Wedding

collider and the hundred year wood

Inside a QT and I'm ramming Jam
Uber boosting cock and demon engine spam
No descent of angels
True heretics are both

am in a trance
Sometimes we rolled up without making sense
Reaching no more heights like we stable and insane
You the power I'll see fading
You