Lyrics:
of the rich and famous
Shoot you in ya head like Abraham Lincoln
Stuntin' on them bitches like Birdman
Roll the weed in white sheets, Ku Klux Klan
Put it
niggas I'm facin'
Our holiness is not adjacent
So those who son'd me
Got me goin' Ted Bundy
Roll up this lovely, eat this world and leave these niggas
head
Knocked it out from A to Zed and now I'm Talkin' like I'm Ted
If I wanna do it I look up to the sky
Grab a couple of shacks, with an order of fries
Don't be shy, just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there
Just lift your head, and let your feelings out
grand chills
Frosty bugs that tickle your fragile will
If you ask him why he hikes slowly
You'll get a flying tent spike in your head
Grab the Aqua Net
on your face
The storm is in a room
I will get to spit my teeth
Here's my rock n' roll
Here's my rock n' roll
Here's my rock n' roll
Try to flex your head
And as the clouds accumulate the thoughts will gather in my head
I realise I love you till I die, till I die
And I will wait for my love till the clouds roll by
a undercover, a pig in the blanket
Uh, lifestyles of the rich and famous
Shoot you in ya head like Abraham Lincoln
Stuntin' on them bitches like Birdman
Roll
before them.
For how long will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?
*
For fucks sake where are we in all this?
We're
palace
On my hands and my knees, I will roll, roll
Roll make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time - in my time - I will roll
Roll roll
In a bed, in
Traveling's the fun
Flashing by the countryside
Merrily we roll along, roll along
Catching at dreams
Yesterday is done
See the pretty
instead of enslaved and depraved
waiting to be tortured by Ralphus(?) and sow(?) doom(?)
are you willing to accept me as your master
[CHORUS A]
I got
broke-down palace
On my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time, in my time, I will roll, roll, roll
In
broke-down palace
On my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time, in my time, I will roll, roll, roll
In
just left the DMZ
Man, I'm on the roll, life on go, like a racecar
Will she be my grace, paint her face she got a Braveheart
Itty bitty waist, got it
Coffin is rot
Ted is too old
You think you're bold
I am not cold
My flow is cold
I'm on a roll
Five minutes is coming
Few seconds, commencing
There we go
a undercover, a pig in the blanket
Uh, lifestyles of the rich and famous
Shoot you in ya head like Abraham Lincoln
Stuntin' on them bitches like Birdman
Roll
a undercover, a pig in the blanket
Uh, lifestyles of the rich and famous
Shoot you in ya head like Abraham Lincoln
Stuntin' on them bitches like Birdman
Roll
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
Coming for the kill ion mask my face
Yeah I'm still here you ain't at my place
Fuck shooting me come stab my name
No witness but that's my trace
Ted
bullpen
As the plaza emptied
By providence directed
Gathered our board effected
How cheap of you to underbid
This thing up here is not my head
A fool orbed
All these opps, they want me dead (Yeah)
And these shorties want my bread
Got these demons in my head (Yeah)
But I'm going infrared
This my show
I
Cruisin baby, roll down these streets
(Roll with me, roll with me, roll with me)
With me
"I wanna" bust a bitch upside her motherfucking head
For
Cruisin baby, roll down these streets
(Roll with me, roll with me, roll with me)
With me
"I wanna" bust a bitch upside her motherfucking head
For
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