Lyrics:
Ima
Metaphor that world with my words
Hai
Ninjago hits that boredom in a jaw
Mind chronicles
Bars made of steel made me feel bionicle
Deseptikon got
Alright
Yeah
Young nigga trying to build
Trying to take us out, go put
Up the shields give me
Something I could wield
Now I got blood on the steel
Episode: IX
From Sage Daelun's "Chronicles of Antediluvia", volume XVIII:
Episode I: The Fall of the Shadow-King
Episodes II & III:
the sage
Writing the words
The saga, the blade
Kneel to the steel
Power Revealed
History shaped by the pledge
Made by the bearers of the edge
Chronicle
riding on the side?)
Yeah they running on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
runnin' on the side
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with
the surgeon slugs
still pounds when Bobby Steels 12 gauge gonna pay deadly chronicles
We, held up in Gotham take heed and protect your seeds
We fall like all
on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin' on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach chronicles to the Wall
As girls go
As girls go
As girls go
Let's chronicle
The dark side of the life
Did you ever keep the date
With the steel side of the knife
Doesn't
like wildlife
Where thugs forever pull caps and always keep a knife
Cause on the strip warefare's inevitable, hot steel's incredible
And it's a pride
shattered,
A veil of cloud about the moon, (fevered) dreams of (trenchant) steel and fire,
Hearken to the slithering, the envenomed kiss of night.
[The
in the chronicles of crusades.
Lost in a time of blood and steel
as I'm enchanted by the things they tell.
Most of the soldiers who rode into war
thugs forever pull caps and always keep a knife
'Cause on the strip ware fare's inevitable hot steel's incredible
And it's a pride the revolution won't be
Where thugs forever pull caps and
Always keep a knife
Cause on the strip, warfare's inevitable
Hot steel's incredible and if surprised
The revolution
Stainless steel drop phantom, leave the top open
Shit done hit the fan, better cover your nose
And the Kush done start burnin', better cover your clothes
Wall money - that's expensive taste
And 'em frilly ass fools - we send 'em to Myspace
I'm a break 'em off until the backbone's broken
Stainless steel
commanded, had a vision of my uncle sitting down
By himself, meanwhile he's breaking down my physical health
Chronicle inseperable thoughts, to my head
98
sippin' bourbon and cognac
First version observin' in stocks and bonds we stack
The chronicles, these are the days of Don G Rap
With, murder on his
Bring forth the beast and cleave him with my steel
Your gilded domes mask perversions
Your mildewed tomes beg for inversion
Black Pope, the hell-mouth
Pitch black lac thats Chronicles of Riddick
Fingers to these haters see my ass they can kiss it
Cuz am all about my hustle they want me off of my pivot
Aye Aye
Clutch Swish,
Clutch Chronicles man
Aye Huh,
Aye Huh
I’m supreme nigga
Check the genes nigga
Not the fabric on me
Peep the schemes nigga
No
a dream
To feel
And not every nigga barking is sparking steel
Ima stain in my city
I got that line from who
Really doesn't matter
Cuz it ain't from you
I
and success
Upon nightfall, I'm slicing through every obstacle I see, whether or not it's illogical
All black everything, from the jika tabi, to the steel
could stay here forever
I was feeling astronomical and dreaming of a chronicle of making memories together
I was coming up out of the corridor and turning
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