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Truth may one day smile Now I think scorn to sigh You fear by pale-white shown Heavy spellcraft grown... All pride is welkin's pride and so is
Stained by your blood And by the crowd that daze me Invoking your weeps and my spear Deep within your wounds But what's this void in my veins
up smart The tailor's here by chance He'll stitch your trousers, hole your belt In fine couture of France Your shoes, my goodness, how they're worn
Beyond all sense is this The march goes ever on Inside what's left behind The wasted years of scorn No charge to save us now The lingering will
there ain't nothing you can't do What you waiting for? 'Cause nothin' is by chance (by chance) Give me the strength to understand the things you see
clique Out the ordinary's fine by me I do legendary shit with my legendary clique Out the ordinary's fine by me By me, by me, by me By me, by me, by
step by step, I gotta make a way[02:14.47]Yeaah I needa focused, shit I'm tryna catch this pay[02:17.66]On a mission to the money, you know I can't
remained calm Thought, "Why not just go out on a mission, like James Bond?" Double-oh-seven, since I'm the great, I'll be double-oh-eight So I went into
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen But queen like white glove wave hand And not wave hand like it's a heat wave So you make a fan by waving
[Busta Rhymes] Remember the days when I was walking and talking Doing what I gotta do, doing what we want to do Off into my walked dawn missions
the history of music By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance To get your pants was a mission impossible We were both the same age but I Suppose
Don't worry 'bout the weather it's The calm until the storm Pay attention to the mission 'cause these Wolves about to get ya Either do as they say
Thrice his arms were trespassed by nacreous nails Thrice his voice quenched the fires of consciousness Thrice his arms were nailed to the nightwall
melodious sonnet Sung by flaming tongues above Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it The mount of thy redeeming blood Oh to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm
Deplorable carnage on embryonic rests A livid stillborn dismembered in scorn Sprawled placenta splattered womb Amniotic liquid spurts from her cunt
tools, covered by rust Can't you see my smile under the surgeon mask? Bloody nightmares lurk behind this door Loathsome visions - prophecies of gore
wish for liberty Has turned to a rooted wreckage of my sence Visions of grief - surrounds me In a pallid world of lies I'm fading away in scorn After
The livelong day there's a voice in my cry Growing like fire, (it brings) scorn to my smile Time lengthens the night, and shortens the day The ghosts
life rewarding me day by day in honest unselfishness just asking respect and comprehension for your death I hear your song but I ignore your cries
through And your boyfriend don't like me Can tell by the way he scorns at me spitefully And they say nice guys finish last But imma be the first to hit
through And your boyfriend don't like me Can tell by the way he scorns at me spitefully And they say nice guys finish last But imma be the first the hit
at ones own mess Framed by bubble conscience, tow that line Pride which dies inevitably with time Cultivate personality Never 'dress real news No hill
our souls to pieces No pain, it burns and maims! No pain, we' re to blame! Feel the scorn of the final dawn, the lightning bolts of the fatal
Incredible ties to government Officials who lie it's fueling the fire My old church was Methodist I had a couple questions by The time we hit Exodus Guess they
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