Lyrics:
breath
I'm still paying dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence with that shit you stressing, this rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son
breath
I'm still paying dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence with that shit you stressing, this rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son
my sons graduate college before my last breath
Make the picture clearer so their vision ain't blurry
There's always time to make this shit happen so
good you gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it slow
How's it son? I was just like you when I was
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
breath
And this sweet young girl, she gave him all the world and her name was Elizabeth
There he goes, the last true backstreet hero
In grand costume, you
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav
Sons, Sons, Sons of Triglav
In the realm of
Slavic lands
We march again
Down by the Baltic Sea
Our hearts ablaze
but as soon as the, grind get hard
you put yo time in God.
Verse 1
It's in our blood
thuggin
til the days of my death
my last breath taken by the ATF
holes.
We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow,
Searched for the last pigeon, slate gray I've been told.
Stumbled on a daffodil
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
There you are
As you always were
In bathing light
And naked blur
You're a part of me
Eternal one
By grand design
And setting sun
If you
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
I’m holdin’ my breath, and swimmin’ on land
I’m takin’ my time and getting that grand
Hold up wait
I just yuh
I just wanna top yo shit
I’m too slick
catches us, he'll try to kill us
He got a whole army of Kiiers
Me no worry, I got the clapper son
End of the first verse, chapter one
Word
Shit is real in
or death, exert speed til my last breath
Can't half step, Whitey's on my trail
I'm ridin on the underground rail, hidin from the face that's pale
I love you I'mma miss you ride until my very last breath
God send a word for me please tell um I'll do anything to send my love
Love I love you ride
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
came for Terry to pay me all my five grand, I told your son he doesn't know me he is just a side man, theres three of us theirs two of them he dont want
The wind and the sun
United they stand
As his journey begun
They took him by the hand
Ride on, son of the desert
The legacy of ancient times
man
Selling major jums (?) by the pager son
He the one sporting crazy tunes (?) lace 'em with your tongue
So here's the plan
Get the glock I got
the planes, the creature is unmoved
By the commotion and the noise, and the blinding fork
Of lightening which strikes only a few yards from where
Lays it
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
There you are
As you always were
In bathing light
And naked blur
You're a part of me
Eternal One
By grand design
And setting sun
If you wait I will
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