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of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
put valve up to twelve
Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial 9-1-7
1-6-0-4-9-3-11
And you could get long dick hip-hop
Yo
(Uh huh)
Yeah, (ay yo), yeah
Chamber Music, fuckin' the party up in (yo)
Come on! You know what it is
(Thou must bust shots all the time
Cappachino on the wax
Pass it in your thing, put valve up to twelve
Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial 9
hints
Of disconnected dots that sit
On pages blank and order ranked
For loyal-idiot-thrown fits
This echo chamber, chamber, chamber
Of distaste a happy
heard other raps before but kept waiting
For the Son of Song, I keep dancehalls strong
Beats never worthy of my cause, I prolong
Extravangza, time sits
the other one!
ARTHUR: I am. And this my trusty servant Patsy. We have
ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights
who will join me
before her time was unseen.
Their were fooled by her presence and disguise.
Faithfully they listened and swallowed all her lies.
"The times are
everything around me
CREAM, get the money)
Starvin' out here, yo
(Dolla dolla bill, y'all)
I grew up on the crime side
The LA Times-side
Wrong turn might mean
it comes to living life I ain A violent soldier
But if you attack my niggas we
Got nines no holsters
When it's time to dine they Align and smolder
We
Taking our sides sometimes
Floral bark
Rouge doctors have brought this specimen
I have nobody's short-cuts, aha
Nine, number nine
With the situation
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By the one in the chamber of the Glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the side, watchin'
the air
Keepin' some up in the chamber
Yo Skam, what the fuck you doin'?
Man, I'm releasin' anger
I'm tryin' to be the illest of the day
the air
Keepin' some up in the chamber
Yo Skam, what the fuck you doin'?
Man, I'm releasin' anger
I'm tryin' to be the illest of the day
step up in this motherfucker chest up
Only hot boy left up in this mother
Other niggas slept up but I kept up
Niggas stepped down but I stepped up
In
a dice
I guess hai mera time to shine, Muh baand rakh bhai mat kar tu whine
Side piece mere waist par lag raha fine, Say hello to my little friend it's
and all that, we ran through that chamber dunn
Mainly stack mine, indeed it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y'all
Champale
Little pink joints being lit up on the side
Couple niggas had two fives
Other than that, cleared a circle in the park and shoot 5
Girls wore
Time for confessions, for lessons for truth
Yeah I like to live my life by this missions but in the booth
I might, exaggerate no need to elaborate
Can't seem to think, can't decide
Times running out on the other side
Where to run, what to do
Better not hide so I can't find you
Nine nine nine
pistol
Shots through the window nine times
The lab explodes, kills a couple
Air in the poison cyanide
Hit another container and now the shit
Is going
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
a reply I left by the moon
Turn, turn, turn again
And was in his chambers by the next afternoon
Turn, turn to the rain and the wind
Could you tell me
Fresh up out the hyperbolic time chamber man
Spirit bomb on y'all bruh haha
We ready
Everybody here for a reason
We the ones that gotta save
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