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just one in the same, and when you read about it segments of you is defamed, shame, you in prison when idolized, the man you known to become the first
Boil away the excess,
bottle up the rest
Forget the wreckage
Let the weather kill what's left
You'll never guess
which segments fracture under
no love
emotionless from young
focused on deez funds
gyally had me fucked up i just want some fun
relation in recession
mind in a different segment
Somebody Spiked the eggnog on a dare
Now Grampas riding Rudolph in his underwear on the front lawn
Now he’s on the first segment of the 6oclock news
blood, divine intervention
Intentions that killed humanity
The H bomb was my invention
Clumsy enter the house, left a segment
Don’t know why it always
Evening news, another segment
Another tragedy
God, it all feels overwhelming
At least you're next to me
Your kiss, your touch makes it all better
hit the button- resume, but I don't like this segment
Don't wanna skip to the future and miss out on these moments
Don't wanna live in the past, but
porodówkach graczy
Outrodukcja tu grabarz i na pochówkach płacze
Nieważne robisz penge kawalerka czy segment
Przecież szczęście to nie Geld choć też rozwija
tears
Lick the wet segments of a worm
Taste it now
and let it wriggle down your throat
Mothers scream
"little children now run away"
But I'll be
d'armes pour te clouer
Suffit juste d'un segment
Quelques rimes pour te trouer
J'ai trouver l'ingrédient
Je suis à devant sur la
Route j'me fous du
segments
Aucune attache t'es qu'un traitement
Et chaque soir j'te veux prêt d'moi
Seulement des miettes après moi
J'préfère celle qui ont les traits fin
got prosper when you drowning in selfish thoughts
What's the matter, my words is art
On a platter we serve the sharks
In a hour the segment starts
Jan Englert
Nazywa się RapGra i dymam ją biegle
Pokonuję szczeble bo chcę mieć swój segment
Nie tylko swój kawałek podłogi jak Perfect
Nie jest łatwo
This next segment is brought to us by
Chuerva gold madulas parang hudas
Chuerva gold hanapin lang ang bote
Na may bigote
7 tours
Que même dans ce rythme percutant on dénombre dans la mesure 7 temps
Le plan formé par les points cardinaux coupé du segment céleste
Décrit
verbiegen
Was auch immer da kommt
Ich fließe hier durch jedes Segment
Ich weiß ein Zug entgleist nicht
wenn seine Schiene ein Kreis ist
Auch wenn der
the frames of the board in a virtual sequence
Gone is the pilot, the egg and the boy in the segment
A coagulated cosmos balance that hysterical frequence
every segment
One for god and man to fight for
One for you and me to die for
One for land
Take my hand cause your divine
Put my head into your
sayin'? It's 2001
Now step to this...
[Verse 1]
It is a one-man game
I've monopolized this business
I'm straight occupying all segments
Not anybody else,
to front on a three-hour rap segment
I'm the one so FUCK your attitude
I got a chip on my shoulder, plus I'm in a bad mood
You're huffin, puffin, bluffin
Microscopic dust
To exist as I of many eyes
Tentacles in our heads wrestling with
Anonymous segments
Rowing deep into the murk with psychosis
over here, give me some brain
I'll bust of on her face, and right after the segment
She'll propably rub it in her pussy, trying to get herself pregnant
She was my warmth in the cold
My shelter in the storm, my rose in hell
The last verse to my greatest tale
And she held me down through the segment
Even
Is disillusionment
The final segment of our brilliance
We need a mother
We need a father
We need a Moses to separate the waters
We need our sisters
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