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Elizabeth Bathory

Now the hour has come, the time is right for the feast to take its roll
And by the sunrise sixty bodies will be found raped from their

die in
'Cause of dying done by him, at the cross He did the buying
Ndio Psalmist nicome alive, so hii world hainidai 
Na nisipowaamsha na the Truth,

but that is his chapter; The end

Like your career when I'm finished with you
I am so blessed, I don't need to say 'choo
Talent unmatched by the n****s

60 Minutes see your family
You a number no it's not humane
Veering' off had to get you right
System crooked it ain't no overnight
Stall for months so

to step to me but it don't get to me
Because I let it be, Readily getting this gold like Academy
No one ahead of me, Though she give head to me
Throat

a mere man
You see all this gold and blessings
Rarely stressing, I've learned lessons
Gained credit, passed tests
No edits, all confessions
Who want it

back to the early eighties

When my cousin Stacey had the pearl Mercedes

My aunt cousin Wack had the black on black

Ac' coupe Legend with the gold in

waiting in line
My life's age is 9
See me on the signs
I be living the life

Glitter on me I feel pretty 
Grey hairs on me I look sixty
10 gold rings on my

of Oz, down to the yellow brick road
Flip Mode!  Yo, we got this shit blowed
98 platinum an' the gold
I'm a dissector, 15 on the richter
Yo they owe me

Order you in a ditch cause you snitching and switching sides
Gold all over my wrist, sit and watch I'm on different time

I got a wicked mind thinking

the one that's spinning
All the stories I have told, all the silver and the gold
Delta sign, I've been changing, but I won't get a medal for it
Cause I do

not do men's butts
Please don't judge, I love grandma vaginas
At age 60, that pus reborn like JC
Got the nicest piss, hit her with the poo swings
I got

Desires
Elizabeth Bathory......

Now the hour is comed, the time is right for the feast to take its roll
And by the sunrise 60 bodies will be found raped

of the bunch
He eat my pussy out for lunch
And he got 60 seconds
When i'm on a time crunch

Cochie Cochie casting hella spells
Boy you saved... by the bell
I'm

of Warcraft.
And I know what you're specced up for
just by looking at your gear.
So if you don't mind me saying
I can see you have capped to 60,
but there's

sixty-nines while the drama got us ninety-sixin'
Doing naughtier things than a politician 
Sea fishin for all that gold gone missing 
You been mine since

the track
Closin' my eyes and I'm makin' it fact
I'm takin' it back

I always had felt I'm an old soul
I'd rather have roses than rose gold
I'd add up

20 years crime, national decrease
But more unarmed shootings by police
Increase in White hate groups
Rose 813 percent
Just because we had one Black

brick road
Flip Mode! Yo, we got this shit blowed
98 platinum an' the gold
I'm a dissector, 15 on the richter
Yo they owe me publishin' at Elektra
Don't

enemy

You see, my granddad invented trying lasses
To train tracks cackling twisting
His moustache and
My dad, his spawn, carried it on
In the 60

I'm there, or if I'm not, my entourage will take your brain

S eight ain't never play with Fidgets, but we spinnin' by his name
I did it boom, but he

Yeah, it's that TMO shit
Yeah, we the next No Limit
Fifty thousand in cash
Gold bottle with ace
You know
Big TMO, nigga
Make em say, uh
Feel like

Death Car
By
Phill Scullard
2014

Verse 1

Super charged, V 8 power
Black and gold hell machine
0 to 60 in 4.5 seconds
This is the HELL MACHINE

Everybody happy
Cause they don't care if we don't eat
Everybody scary looking when we pull up 60 deep
How you feel knowing the country getting ran by a creep