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Who’s that? Get back, draw for the MAC
That’s right, that’s an Esco lyric
But right now I’m possessed by Esco’s spirit
(Headshot) Will have a nigga

Jannaman hoop dat Jannaman kan, kan ‘n man soos Janna kan
Kaalvoet oor die berg se rug om Susanna se hand te vra
Jannaman hoop dat Susanna ook kook

Standing on the corner suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset
And Jane is in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz

Mile
Ich bring die Massen zum kochen
Du scheiterst an 'ner Suppe
Ich hab' die Fäden in der Hand
Deshalb tanzt jede Puppe
Berlin, meine Stadt in der ich

resorts to jargon
Scribbled like a suicide note
Like I'll stop
I show the beauty by a profile shot
Freeze, don't fret for the truth
Cause I'll pray till I

people are ugly
Corrupted by money
Drowning in a bottle of bubbly
It's because of me that your
Army retreats in disgrace
Your people love you but not

Your fucking strangled to death
By the poison
My loins are down your mother's throat
I smothered tell she shuttered
Chuck her off a fucking boat
I'm

You are God of all the earth
All the stars are in Your hand
You are King and still You know me
And call me by my name

And if I refuse to praise You

else sucks, shouldn't do music
Even when I'm joking, there's truth to it
I'm always working, so I
Keep my hands dirty
Need to get in the hamper
I'm fine,

Blind by the lights when the music
Died and the show was done
The room was a crowd but it felt
Like we were the only ones
Where have you been hiding?

the man, dog
Booty big, I couldn't keep my hands off
Baby make it jiggle with your pants off
Cause playing with my balls
Ain't enough no more
Tonight you

of fear, in the lair of the beast
For the dressmaker, I'm a simple piece

A prey of the carver of human skin
My hands are strongly tied
Amd I'm screaming out

a dream
Wait's at the window
Wearing a face that she keeps in
A jar by the door who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All

Silla der K-K- ihr wisst schon
Deutschraps mephisto, panik in der disco
Komm ruf die 110 du musst wissen hier in
Tempelhof is drive-by kult
Ich steig in

by the end of this song
Don't deny it know we got it
If you want it gotta follow ma call
Shaking it all is how the freak comes out!
Is how the freak

like Gangland
You could tell by the beef
(Uh huh, yeah, for sure)
Everybody joining teams 'cause we be
Fucking up the streets
(Uh, what? What? What

Throughout the hard times we had to survive
We stuck together side by side
Were from a small town we never backed down
We always helped each other

boy
You doin' drive-bys (Man)
If they say my name, I know you snitched
Better say bye bye (Bye bye)
I'ma eat my spinach and get big
Just call me

there
By the perfume stand, there's
A made up girl with a
Messed-up hand thought she'd
Look distressed, she looks just
Grand kind of chic, what a cheek

Only got the bottom one
Didn't trust that grub, body lockin' some
I'll wait for the proper one to come
Hand ting with the drum
Stay, get shot or run

and watch
Them crops start flaking
If I'm awake then more than
Likely I am baking
Watch the world fall into my hands
I'm patient i just got a dollar

is my beat
Haters clap it out I cut em’
By their hands and their feet
Cooler than Coleman Coolers getting
Higher then Luna’s
I Jiffy Lube ya… bitch up

by
No one really wonders, No one really wonders

Brother, look into the palm of your hand
I see so much wrong without ever bringing any change
What if

you, you, you)
Fuck you and goodbye

A couple therapists are now familiar
A celebrity or just deluded grandeur
And by the way, I caught up with your