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why and where was I

Oh, sail down the line
Love I can see although I’m blind

Whales fried, they lean upon the bay’s
sand is shell-less it seems
Oh

with less
She'll make you (Oh my god)
Lose your head (Lose your rass)
Get crazy in the sesh (Where's the bag)
Where's the Coke?
Where's the Ket? (Yeah,

dick-slit, they look like shell-less snails!
Compared to my crimes, Hitler's pale
Compared to my crimes
Compared to my crimes
Hitler's pale

A bloated and bleeding and bloody harvest of entrails
Squirming from my dick-slit, they look like shell-less snails!
Compared to my crimes, Hitler's pale!

At the gates of madness
Where the lost and shell-less dwell
We succour our ambitions
Eldritch gifts abound
Strip away the rules and frames
Binding

make this shell less of a waste
And my heart's been beating so fast, it's a bit overwhelming
And although I ditched the smoke I still fear a collapse in

a turtle, plain and unbuttered 
See Jacques, he is shell-less, as nude as a tree 
After November but prior to spring 
And Jacques simply loves, nice long

Show you what I can do you think a nigga fucking helpless (Bitch)
Chicken Ramen
Stop beefing niggas you Shell less
Glizzy for speakers speaking that

Blood mixed with ocean
Primordial ordeal
The sea spat me out like a vision
Shell-less, shellshocked, on the shore

I fill my lungs with your magic

your fucking face
My tongue slips all along your entrails
Your corpses will end like shell-less nails

The maniacal mayhem
The horrible finality of yours

am I not living shell less
If I'm feeling great
How do I end up feeling jealous
If I'm in the right tell me
Why I keep defending
And if that's all so

thrived

Time is a killer
And he's all I'm after

I feel like more of a shell
And less of myself
The further I fall from you
I've been running like hell

in bed
Don't wanna be old with one regret
Gotta be a diva, have respect
Be that girl you can't forget
If you try to make her less
She'll stand up

Under the Gun

Foreigner

Mr. Moonlight

1995

under the gun 

She's got wicked intentions 
She'll use less than conventional ways 
She'll do things I can't mention 
But there are some games

chillin' getting stoney

And I don't want her less she'll blow me
See me flexing in that all black I'm unholy
Vivid third eye, there ain't nothing you can

messing with me
A Telfar bag and new swag
She'll ask less questions out you
I swear
You know I care about you
You on a tare like DRose
I see you stuck in

That same Enochi

Lost in space found myself at war
A fight inside and a battle off shore
A ghost in the shell but no less of a man
I'll die on my feet

wanna wait less

Maybe she'll weigh less
Going to Shoppers too
Read off my great list
I'm bouta settle too

I don't wanna drive no more
I just wanna sit

Soldier
Trapped in the suburbs
Shell shocked
Less than half a man
You couldn't comprehend
The pain I'm romancing
It's in my head
Where I lock it
I'm

Cause Yo Mouth To Take The Profit

Get The Shells And Nuthin Less Between
Don't Even Call Em Burnas We
Call Em Shucky Duckys
We Grizzlies We Teletubbies

What you got for me?

If you die
I could care less

She'll lead you on, she won't bat an eye
She'll watch you drown and watch you die
She'll

Cords and cables, steel and concrete lie useless and dead

No worms and blood, bones and hair

A paste less shell powders into thin air



Into thin air

how I'm doin', I'ma lie and say that I'm well
Yeah. Yah
But I ain't got nobody and can't seem to hide in no shell
Yeah. Yah
Less it's from Goldilocks

ain't giving out no sex
And if she holds on to my heart
She gets it all and nothing less
She'll never use me for my money
And to that I say it's bless
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