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me what’s mine
Claims to the game so I bust spine
Clang to the fame never change but Im moving on up like George won’t forge mine
That’s your crime
So

saranno solo 'slang', che fa 'clang'...

e quanta ferrigna
tradizione, e quante persone, esperienze, cervelli,
menti, anime sepolte, che sembrano piene solo

Pandoraʼs Pussy


I want your bodyʼs rape
In the tenderness revealed in brass
Your skin Iʼll satisfy in longing
Cause you clang in me your serenity

ain’t no door that dont swang
Or 84s that dont clang
It aint a fiend if they dont call at 4am every same
I used to wonder about Egyptian cotton costin

a picky eye
So much stuff you wanna boom boom bam
Bounce and role like Wu Tang Clang 
Going (God damn), doin' whatever you can 
Do an uppercut 'n' flip like

diary's block 
Full of memories we'd lived until we died

All the pictures clang strong to my heart 
I feel like I've lost a part of mine (the part of mine)

hoes tryna clang to me 
But these niggas fu
My weed get sticky as glue 
My mama hate when I do it
Cuz I don't do by the rules 
Young nigga grew outta

live and live NOW!
Get what I want, I know how!
All that the law will allow!
One roll for the whole shebang!
One throw, that bell will go clang!
Tho' I'm

Bring out your candy canes
Sing out your mangy clangs
Put on your Sunday suit
Point is moot, so what?

a quiet manner

Hammer clangs rang through the streets from the smithy
Kids playing with stray cats, courtesans bare titties
From the windows to the passing

MANDANE:  
The soldier, tir'd of war's alarms
Forswears the clang of hostile arms
And scorns the spear and shield
But if the brazen trumpet sound
He

Let's play cat and mouse
I will drop an anvil on you
We don't have to shout just listen for the clang
And if you wanna bounce just tell me I won't

out of track
You better clang on that klaxon and ring out those bells
I've got a hundred tons of loco and it's going off the rails

Signal flare like

carefully curated and crafted
Cracked from a cocoon with cheerfulness
Callipygous colleen, can I adorn carefreely
Clink like a clam, clang like a clock
Create

and the cymbals clang
And the horns they blaze away
McCarthy pumps the old bassoon, while
Doyle the pipes will play
Oh! Hennessey Tennessey tootles the flue,

Resonant
Bells clang, preachers sang

Born unto us a miracle
Imperial
Leader so the theory's null
Parking meter, meter's full
Pop-tarts with some cereal

Bark and clang of turnstiles
Sturm and drang percentiles
Reunify the Delawares
Storm the airwaves take the stairs

Circa sixty circa seventy five

Time leaves its mark on everything
The new car purrs while old ones clang
Faces once known we may not recognize
Others change so slow we don't

with her ball and chain

The cling clang chatters patterns with the patter of rain

Stares in a mirror cracked in seven different ways

With holes in her

yo face, nigga u Kang
Ain't kno balance in the present, wake up call I needa clang
Living Tru ain't worry free , I see why u false claim
Never

in a house with normals like the rest 
On Sundays I get to play the fool 
The bells clang as I dance, obliterate the rules 
On Mondays I get to play

shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gunshot and bam
Hey Mr. Arnstein, here I am!

CHORUS

Get ready for me

a fuck what a nigga say
Now she banging, Now she fucking changing
Now a bitch fucking hanging (Hangin, why)
Don't let her clang it, before she starts

feeler
Sing to me
I’m so pent up
But Carolina come inside
Tonight I might like to get it right
The stolen change
The wind and rain
The clang in my pockets