Lyrics:
Here are 3 types i'm gonna teach ya
Gamma’s a wave, not alpha and beta
2 particles that penetrate weaker
Alpha’s stopped by 1 millimetre
Gamma is
and let go is too muchforsome
Though we made it through the o zone almost touchedthesun
Angry agitated aggravated ssaults
Abet abolish abhor about abductors
in pen cause it was too permanent
Inspired by a Star to stay level through turbulence
Ego shot that down too, that's merciless
And this one is for
and night to listen to it all
Don’t hesitate to call me up
Don’t give a second thought
I’m here should you need home repairs
G#7
I’m here to take your part
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Race against time, ha part two
You know, haha,
Uh, see'mon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, haha
Nothin like the future
[Verse 1]
Guess
And now I'm on some new shit so fuck you and your two cents
(My name is Jamaar) and I'm an angry rapper
Shoulda said, "Fuck this rap shit," and get
tonight baby?
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get bent in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[2x]
[Verse 1 - R.
caused by man In a delicate land.
Hiruma Tomokazu will rip them apart soon and pull out their hearts through their chests
This is part II as their blades
final countdown (10, 9, 8)
This is our final countdown (7, 6)
This is our final countdown (5, 4)
'Til we die! (3, 2, 1!)
When the world has gone
One for possession, two for the cells
Three motherfuckin' strikes, twenty five with an L
What part of the game is this?
What part of the game is
to fix now
You have shattered a part of me completely
And if home is where the heart is
Home is scattered across this little city
My heart lays in
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
three wise men.
Wise Man 2: We are astrologers. We have come from the East.
Mandy: Is this some kind of joke?
Wise Man 1: We wish to praise
they had been meeting with
Record label executives
All morning without us
Which is totally weird given
That this wasn’t simply a solo artist
But we were
Sea part,
And two by two animals get in the ark.
And Mrs. Keen gently would say,
The God of the past is still God today.
Chorus
So tell me again
daylight one midnight lamp lit twenty-four seven
Murdered out windows two exits
Street or nosedive to the next life in seconds
And suicide ain't my
exact precision that it's true.
That the atomic clock with an error factor of less than three seconds per millennium is set by the way we move.
Making fun of the emo trends
2 shots a bottle down
Never seen her in this part of town
Ripped jeans and jet black hair
Tattoos and a look of despair
She's
designates me subordinate to those with an X and a Y
Intersect those two X's with the face of my blackness
And my existence is coded as dangerous, hostile
This hotel room
Is getting smaller by the second
Loving me is terrifying
And maybe we can rectify it?
We don't stay angry for long
It's been a day
but
Whatever floats your boat
Get it together, 2 phones business and pleasure
Success measured by storms I've weathered
Heart on my sweater, my best
Tinted shades, you cunt
Thank you, this next piece is called "Sonnet 155", or "If Shakespeare Had Written a Porn", and it goes like this
I saw
Everything is in time
One and one is not two
Might be three, might be you
Got gave me a sign
Everything comes in time
In a second it's done
Seven souls will
quickly limp
She pimps her innocence as Second One demands entrance
Through the back door
"Bend over bitch, you know this is what you were born for
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