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fourteen twenty-eight.
If anyone spots
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
Of the Stately Homes of England.
 
Lord Elderley,
fourteen twenty-eight.
If anyone spots
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
Of the Stately Homes of England.
 
Lord Elderley,
With the Scots lords at his feet
fourteen twenty-eight.
If anyone spots
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
Of the Stately Homes of England.
 
Lord Elderley,
popped one, "Let me go, goddammit
Scot free
Or all of these muthafuckas comin with me"
All of a sudden the shit got silent
I remember wakin up, in
fourteen twenty-eight.
If anyone spots
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
Of the Stately Homes of England.
 
Lord Elderley,
and picks
Mixing concrete, laying bricks
There's English, Irish, Scots, the lot
United nation's what we've got
Brickies, chippies, every trade
German
fourteen twenty-eight.
If anyone spots
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
Of the Stately Homes of England.
 
Lord Elderley,
survived the hood, can't no Shaytan rob me
My accountant's so good I'm practically livin' tax free
Factory, that's me
Sold drugs, got away scot
fourteen twenty-eight.
If anyone spots
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
Of the Stately Homes of England.

Lord Elderley,
blacks gettin' killed, my nigga
Please tell me how these white folks feel, my nigga

Cops killin' black kids and get off scot-free
What's
Practically scot-free, oh oh oh oh yeah

See there it is (there it is, there it is)
That ungrateful shit (you see what I'm talkin' 'bout)
There you again, bein'
Living the good life, yeah 
Practically scot-free, oh oh oh oh yeah

See there it is (there it is, there it is)
That ungrateful shit (you see what I'm
and
Those lessons that you're learning
No one has a clue

The gauzy thoughts of the sturdy Scots
Wrestle with the elements 
Up on the trail high
I need
Living the good life, yeah 
Practically scot-free, oh oh oh oh yeah

See there it is (there it is, there it is)
That ungrateful shit (you see what I'm
wing
Who crouches by the grate
Was walled up in the west wing
In 1428
If anyone spots 
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
me go, goddammit
Scot free
Or all of these mutherfuckers coming with me"
(In A Mind of a lunatic)
All of a sudden the shit got silent
I remember
and picks
Mixing concrete, laying bricks
There's English, Irish, Scots, the lot
United nation's what we've got
Brickies, chippies, every trade
German
the land of Scots
Suction cups to test tube
Layer of skin
Supply the crust
And we'll mix the fruit
Gunshows supplied me in the hour of need
Watch em
So you still believe you're superior,
And all other nations are inferior,
Any sedition hushed, rebellious Scots crushed,
So you still believe you're
the pretty ones to me
And they would think that I was he
I'd hurt them and I'd go scot free

I'd get no blame and feel no shame
'Cause evil's not my cup
Living the good life, yeah 
Practically scot-free, oh oh oh oh yeah

See there it is (there it is, there it is)
That ungrateful shit (you see what I'm
How can you get away with a murder?
Scot-free when you're found guilty in the first degree
It's pretty simple when you're so powerful
It's who you
But no need to talk, man
If you ain't involved, that's how I avoided them people (Scot free)
Shit, I don't do telephones (no calls)
Nah, I don't do

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