Lyrics:
time to get away.
The Marshal said best be on your way,
It’s time to hit the trail.
Put his hand on his handle pearl,
And his face was turning pale.
alive ain't gon' be easy
Sick to his stomach, the thought of me makin' him queasy
Mutilate the marshal, take the throne (Who the fuck is that?)
Lord Raven
in this bitch
Regime shit nigga...
Yuk plays and they call the fuckin fire marshal
supply the arsenal with thug shit, ice sparkle (bling)
the Phantom
a spend
Go den mi selector mi say lift it up again
Boom
Me na marshal me nah corporal me na partial me a general,
Indelible and unstoppable incredible
heads
Macabre beauty competition
Sadistic vein, Baron de Rais
Perverted rituals
God fearing marshal of France
Violent nature broke through
Life in morbid
at a funeral ironic burdens
Marshals came to scoop Salute, we needed Thurston
Growing Durban poison flora burstin’
All the while their eyes were watching BRONZE
like your style, who designed ya? (Style)
Now bring that ass back, rewind ya
Quavo fire like arson (ayy)
Shoot her down like marshal
She don't do
on me, uh
Molotov bomb throwin', 911, better call the fuckin' fire Marshal
Pussy nigga hatin', yeah, Patek 'cause we fuckin' whacked him
Like hundred
I stood helpless to the threat
Of a heavy lid I'll never lift
And when the gavel hit the desk
Metal shut around me
Marshals at my wrist
Led
I stood helpless to the threat
Of a heavy lid I'll never lift
And when the gavel hit the desk
Metal shut around me
Marshals at my wrist
Led
Tear gas everyone downtown,
What you did really stank.
Legislation, never made you judge and jury.
Marshal law now,
Beat the kids down with no
Stung to death as punishment
Eternal years of torment
They took the arm with a saw
Judged by their own marshal law
Nightmare printed
als Kind gelauscht, Cappadonna Milk Discount (Word)
Ich leg' Sky Marshals drei Nasen gelbe Lines
Auf Trolleys von Samsonite
Abderrahim, ganz locker,
to fast
And the fire marshal has come to cash
And drives off in his red Cadillac at show time mm hm
But the lights come on
And the band kicks off
Oh Anna, is it something you need
She answered The stuff's not cheap, it's true
But I Like it
My spirits can drive you to drink
That marshal, don't
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