Lyrics:
shattah w'non stop blather
Outta left field charge but from the right flankya
OG Grizzly galee akil a platta o zaytoon kalamata
Rage n hate the bittuh sweet
the shining portal
To the service of the King
Amid the glories o'er Him
Where angel hosts adore Him
I, too, shall stand before him
In the service of the King
those who will burn
As mother nature vomits radiation from above
In my quiet shelter, a sudden light, crystal clear
Energy field in front of me, where
the search market or
The portal market? Clearly, in retrospect
They were in the search market
Most people thought they were in
The portal market at the
Time
to shootin'
Presidential Rolex, nigga, secret service
I see 12 in the field, I get nervous
I'm in the hills right now, I got no service
I was selling coke,
complacent
She gave me some secret service, like an agent
I want my pockets full, ain't no more waiting
Cuz I got them hittas all around the nation
So, yeah,
up and brought
The heroes to the field
Portals began to open
Thanos began to tremble
Steve stepped out and
Said "Avengers Assemble"
Battlefield is
seeing through you snakes, I'm not fucking with you ops
Nah
Wooooo
Step into this portal to a different land
And when I come inside, I become a different
his corn to harvest a field of sin
Mrs Brown called me shortly after three a.m.
And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today
Doctor
Chorus
I’m in service, service
Puttin that work in, work in
I do it on purpose, purpose
And they like it, they like it, ooh-aaah
I don’t wanna
to harvest a field of sin
Mrs Brown called me shortly after three a.m.
And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today
Doctor of broken hearts got
I'm dyin'
Make some money and then take a field trip
(Field trip)
Yeah
Won't catch me dippin' outta my dreams even though life's a glitch
(Life's
We're in a hurry, we're running out of time
Don't wait for no one, tonight's the night
Flashing and dancing and celebrating youth
The portal
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
From the bottom from the field
I can show you how it feel
Only eat what you kill
Only eat what you kill
From the bottom from the field
I can show you
the vicinity
But I can read them and I believe that I need them
I'm runnin' through a wheat field, chasin' a ghost that loves circles
Use it for portals
to raise the bar
You ain't gettin
Service wit da celly
Nigga raise the bar
Nigga had sum buzz
For a minute didn't make it far
Lil' dog wannabe
Star call
out of my shell like a turtle
Im rocking all black like the service
Murder on the beat but this aint murder on the beat
I dont beat around the bush, I
recruit?
Drifters and disposable youth
Searching for purpose
Send em into the furnace
Thank you for your service
Hit em with the IEDs
Heavy artillery
like us
Heard he found another way
They ain't in the field like us
Heard he got a lot of pressure
Rollin' stress been buildin' up
Heard I'm the realest
be out of service yet
Light it up like a shermhead said
The earth spin, count up tour bread on bunkbeads
'Nuff said
Have the pull-out like
all like spartins where immortals at?
I feel like I jumped inside a portal I ain't coming back
Basically I'm running maps
They say that I'm thumping
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