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up in my raps, people think that I'm in Taliban
Pulled over by police but I didn't stay, I ran

Crusin' for a bruisin', steady 90 on the interstate

now at hand
To watch over the Throne
Till it is claimed by a true King, an heir of Elandil
Rule ye Stewards of Gondor, hold fast to your oath
Be

Nighttime patrol
Kindness gives way her position
Threatened-exposed She relinquishes
Going down a hole by admission

Have you fallin'
Frail

that industry that work work work/ skirt skirt put in that work then we disperse/ I'm prison preserved its cash over ass pussy last purse first/ survived

i wanna be chill
go with the flow
but sometimes i wonder where i’m going
and you know how when snowballs roll
consequences expand by your unknowing

far away from a reality that I can’t touch over again
so far away in a place that I never imagined to be

It is always when everything calms down 
that

magic, gasoline
Black magic

Save yourself who can, to the mountains with blades in hands
Who will obey you again? Nothing else makes sense
It may be your

iň dolysy, girsin seniň goluňa
You're in a bad mood, where are you going? To the end.
Maybe one day it will come out and get in your way
Let the best

songs in the walls
the old wrecking ball stilled by God’s mighty hand

As she rose from the ashes the hippies all sighed an amen
back through the static

"We're all gonna die"
Sometime
I try to belong
Lost for hope I count the bars crying now
Rescued by that little white, wool over my eyes
I can't see,

Legs so luscious
Eyes so captivating
Got my heart up in crutches
‘Specially when she blushing
Loss of air consumption
When her hair floats by

bow to a godless world

Corruption is now over
Crawling in dark places of their souls
Looking for their self
Blood will stick to their hands forever

No one can see us now
We are the wolves

Striking everyone with my hands
Beating up
Smashing down
I won't give up
All the things own

Forging a pack

real loyalty 

I remember the day that we met 
My first impression of you up
I could Never forget 
You the man I need baby 
I need you 

I'll be right by

connection
My suspicion's spent
There are things that I can't say
Well I could but anyway
Steady hands and quiet mind
I'm an island
She hangs over like

the Lord delights in us so He'll bring us into this land
If we don't rebel against the Lord He'll deliver it into our hands                           

But

Hey baby what you got in your hand?
Is that the new record by my favorite band?
I can't wait to blast it out my 50 foot speakers
Let's get inside

wanna die
Wrong darth tho I'm still gonna flow
Still gonna ride
high as the starship enterprise 
Wrong universe, I'm an ET as I glide by

Getting higher

Gobblin He crossed over Hobblin
Pistol Drippin Blood from my hand
Is there a Problem mannnn
Chillin at Grandma table We Peach Cobblin
Neva gave a fuck bout

Marlena, you let me in one night
Silk skin glowing by the firelight
We melted like butter in the pan
You held me with experience in your hand

I saw

you see my eyes
Can't really see my eyes
But I can see your lies
Told me you'll hold it down but you never ride
Saddest part right hand you was by my

We fight a common Threat
Story told is a white lie
Camouflaged by suit and tie
Making empty promises
Make it better for the kids
Change the world

she looks at me
Takes me by the hand
Cause that's the way it was meant to be

She's my blue-eyed happy girl
I want her with me all the time
Blue-eyed

a trap pigs will have their say 
Young man wandering the streets at night 
His loneliness finds a cure 
Hand over mouth; the gasoline stench seeps from