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hundred and sixty-three feet of gleaming flight equipment
Being pushed up
Through the blue skies above
Hello, Neil and Buz
I copy to you by telephone
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
concentrations camps I escape
with my sanity -- in 2010 every man will be
subject to global warming, formless oval
Millions of locusts swarming
Seek and you shall
stick by you
All the real ones, all the real ones gon' stick by you
All the real ones, they stuck with you, they gon' stick by you
All the fake ones, they
to be marketed
And released by Shady aftermath
Interscope
The artist's first album under the new
Agreement will be Animal Ambition
Scheduled for release
An oval sign seen on the street
A broken man with war-torn feet
Day by day he slips on by
Deceived by freedom though he brought
But body counts was
crystal clear
My vision muddied by people, not in my Oval Office
My path anointed, they couldn't if they wanted to stop it
Don't speak often but I know my
Saw the old oak trees
Where you'll sit in the shade
Unafraid of the dark
Saw you standing there
At the oval driveway
Beneath a clear blue sky
Amidst
a money machine
Your girl like Gumby, how she bends over, fuck me
It seems that I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by
That's
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
pits outside the oval office
Someone's tryina tell us something,
Maybe this is god just sayin' we're responsible
For this monster, this coward,
That we
Dreams are coming
And it’s coming very soon
Album Mode on reboot
We’re on our way to the moon
It’s only been a minute, but it only been a month
Album
I'm thought erasing All the bad times
That I had, raging
Facing what I have Put me out dazed and
Fazed by what I had Left me all razed in
Not crazed
festival
Not so very long ago
And the album, though well-intentioned
Not to everybody’s taste
Produced by the son of rockstar
Disappears without a trace
racing
When I'm thought erasing
All the bad times
That I had, raging
Facing what I have
Put me out dazed and
Fazed by what I had
Left me all razed in
Not
an indecent amount of time circling the playground. The citizens of the village were very alarmed by these new visitors, but since they were a God fearing
an indecent amount of time circling the playground. The citizens of the village were very alarmed by these new visitors, but since they were a God fearing
Jair Robinson for World Leader
I got the sauce by the liter
Oprah's campaign was quite insane
But you know the boy had to beat her
Yung Bro trappin
each mornin'
Not by choice, all the bikes I got were stolen
Felt I didn't fit in, so I resorted to ditchin'
Couldn't listen to bitches not even makin'
afternoons
Exiled in the undergrowth the half-born shadow forms of future ghosts are trembling
The oval queen in silver floats, her careless grace lent by some
life, any beat that camp right
Doing by the hundreds zooming
On that turn pipe!
I earn stripes, you earn badges
Nerve on these faggots
South Side bulling
wrist oval office take a seat
How you flexin while you broke did you pay yo lease
Money walk in my jeans you jus wait and see
I love money ima get it jus
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