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thoroughly

Yeah
Hungry for the kitchen all day
Chef Escobar, the multi-race phenomenon
Fastin' fruity loops, beat Ramadan
God from the 615, live by

les piqûres de scorpion
Non, pantoute, le romarin c'pas bon pour ça
C'pas du romarin, c'est du (basilic)

Get it right, on vient scrap le vibe

Tunnelratten

Walls surround you, taught how to crawl - Silence means life, see through the dark

You made it in, tomb of the damned - Led by fear,

Hentai
Der Sensei, drück auf Replay, Szene Stand-by
Der Chopper wieder back, wie 'ne Neuf Millimètres
Du machst dope mit dem Pack, ich bin dope mit dem Rap

Hentai
Der Sensei, drück auf Replay, Szene Stand-by
Der Chopper wieder back, wie 'ne Neuf Millimètres
Du machst dope mit dem Pack, ich bin dope mit dem Rap

tracks now you sense the truth

Call me Poseidon the way I got them frozen
Sub zero ripping spines out in the open
Until someone walks by and decides

that would fight him
So incited by this Hera sent
A scorpion to find him

From a single sting that son
Of Poseidon did die and
He was made

spreading poison
Simultaneously like a pseudo-scorpion
My creative devil's gonna get me in trouble
Too near the knuckle for the Norman Rockwell couple
You can

exposed, ya I know
you owe me a rose
And I know you've gone cold cause you're monotone
I wish I knew you'd be gone by the time it started to snow
I wish I

looking pitiful
They shooting disses but do it subliminal
Leaving em stuck in a space and it's liminal
Scorpion finish em then duck away like a criminal uh

the scorpions fling
Who built the wall the walls me in?

As mother earth flaunts her floor length gown
The one with the 3D floral print
Call it her ultimate

I ran across the sand
Til glass tore up my heels and feet
I learned to be a man
By how I feel after defeat
Never feel my victories
Only clean

Weight on my shoulders like the
Devil and the angel i don't need a guardian
I only speak in fables
Waiting for the scorpions to
Level with

she fishing for shit like it's Berkley
Nah 'Cause you ain't the first wave
I tell her she not even third place, nah
I pullеd her like scorpion
Hold up,

to sacrifice
His only precious life
Ready to play God
Who shall live or not

A mind full of scorpions, driven by some force
Carrying convictions, changing

Quarantine i been dining lonely
Making my own take on eggs Florentine
By which I mean replacing the ingredients
With seven types of canned bean

But

Look at old capstone in her
Wooly bear robe takes no
Cream in her coffee, hair like
Scorpion doughnuts
She can't be found sound asleep
Ask her about

about a Rhubarb pie
Then just segue into sex ok
Not a day goes by my mind on music hit play
Then hit the pad, 8 a hand, paradiddadiddle
Say it
Mouthful

and doing my thang even though I grew up in the church
Headed for death, led by flesh
I was a mess, I must confess
God gave me breath
Went from a wretch,

Watch your mouth I bet the scorpion'll check your ego
I'm out swipin' while my kids was watchin' Stitch and Lilo
Met a plug in LA we was somewhere over

when you walk in em
I been the frog in the pond long time, bare time I been duped by the scorpion 
Calls from the labels, end in me hanging up the phone

in another place
When she came to
Her head was black and blue
She was tied up by a Satanic kvlt
It's a sacrificial rite
She was stabbed and then she

a bachelor
High definition, can tell by my stature
If you need a loan then you know that I got ya
Stop all the talking, 
Stop all the chatter
Like me or not,

of pharmaceuticals.
Wipe the resin from my cuticles,
This fucking cubical is not suitable.
Thrown in a box; sealed away,
Never to see the light of day.
And plagued by