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of winter covered
this land, through the kingdom of Mercea, through--
GUARD #1:  Where'd you get the coconut?
ARTHUR:  We found them.
GUARD #1:  Found them?

I need that bounce
(Follow me, follow me home, follow me, follow me home)
I need that bounce
(Follow me, follow me home, follow me, follow me home)
I

own horn
But uh, toot toot! I take my timbo boots
And just lose it
You fucking piece of bowel movement!
My tec got a long clip
Biggie Smalls got

official reports in the basement,
118 dead, what about 23 in the
sixth through ninth compartment?
attaining their refuge in the
small ninth

Not Afraid

Eminem

Not Afraid

Come take my hand (come take my hand)
To get to this one
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Now some of you might still be in that place

Mesmerized.
I follow the trail indicated by jackals lining the path.
The raptors of the night send me their croaking curse.
To the sound of the wind,

Not Afraid

Eminem

Not Afraid

Come take my hand (come take my hand)
To get to this one
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Now some of you might still be in that place

You all bowel down
I am your fucking king
I have the power to ascend and destroy everything
Through the winter months
And through the hottest days
My

The path we ride
Into the unknown
We race through time
There is no sorrow to sell
Follow me down to the bowels of hell

Where do we go (Where do we go)
Where

Mephisto and Kevin

Primus

Chef Aid: The South Park Album

1998

to insure the future of his name and lineage.

Word came back to Dr. Abe Sacrabin,
Of a secret cold storage locker
Deep within the bowels of a used UCLA

to insure the future of his name and lineage.

Word came back to Dr. Abe Sacrabin,
of a secret cold storage locker
deep within the bowels of a used UCLA

through follow through followed followed through
Focused on the things I needed, even when it was a lot to chew
Just doing what I gotta do, gotta do, gotta

life, that's why I'm the best
They be busy hating, they teeth
Cause life is a test that I passed with ease
Wanna copy me so go head and follow up
Yeah,

you're families outside
Fishing for sympathy like get a fucking life
If you're feeling that bad contemplate suicide.
But you won't follow through
It just

to be naive and dress
Fresh when I was small
Now I line these niggas up against
The wall and grab they balls!
I like to hear the tone of
Their voice when

bowel because I'm on a roll, bitch

Settle down when I come thru'
Makin' waves I don't serve food
Gotta watch but it's full time
Cause I'm knowing that

talkin' out their bowel movers
Turn they homies into flower choosers
Turn your kids into father choosers
Make your bitch a widow and your mom a cougar

me, tell me)
Tell me what you need and
You won't be deceived, babe
I can be the lead, so
Baby, watch me follow through
You can watch me follow you
Watch

never follow the rules
Izinja zam like Yakuza
Woof Woof
Ooh ooh
Why you getting mad cause I cannot be
Khuza, khuz'd
Mobbing through
The city with the boys

Follow my fingers watch
As I drop fairy dust
Yeah

Baby I'm not in a rush
I just came to earth to trust
Cosmos
And wow is the universe large and I am

To keep you small

The society wants to decide
Whats good or bad
The society wants to decide
Whats good or bad

If you follow the rules
You can't change it

my circle small, to a dot
Don't follow protocols, a juggernaut
You need to reinstall, new train of thoughts
Don't get fazed by all their talks, cause

prayed about us, praised and shouted
Picture this country bein' brave without us
A slave's nostalgia move through the woods with vigor
When we got free,

All Black

clipping

Splendor & Misery

2016

cancellation
Not turning all keys, he puts the ship through paces
And paces the halls, pacing is madness
Patience is virtuous, patient of these observations