Lyrics:
and backstage passes
Jacket held together by the rock band patches
They let her smoke but she can't have matches
After last week's pyro disaster
She'd like me
went to see the clothes
made by the two brothers.
'There is nothing!
Or is it just me who can't see it?'
The servants couldn't see
the clothes either,
by the prayer of faith, it’s the Lord’s will that I come to do
Can’t get comfortable when my calling is in the wilderness
Make way for the King
to stop the fools jacking off by the hand
Putting wack records in the make
By using R&B fucking singers in the god damn breaks
Try to go commercial but
make a sound?
Or does it make a splash and then flood a whole town
Of innocent blood vessels who was bitten by a hound?
Sidetracked; can we please get
uh some dick at uh house by the ocean
She love how the waves make her feel like she floating
I never knew this life uh feel like im rolling
I drop me
We walk around looking like free money
You can take it from me you just can't take it from me
Too good to be true now we all chummy
VIP wherever we
toys, tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go
If you don't like how I act then blow me
I
servant to boot
He lived high up in the Ministry
And when he wished to make a point
He knew just what to do
His window ledges were all covered in grease
take that
Runnin' round talking smack and it'll come back
And you don't wanna try me cuz you gon' look whack
Every time a man tries to make me look dumb
consider the latter
Never a thought to reconsider
What actually matters
So now we find The King
In a drunken scene
Gathered by servants, soldiers, and his
of Europe!"
He just shook his head and said,
OLD MAN: Nope!
ADAM: No one will ever leave me again,
To make sure,
Put on the 3 ft. fucking rope-a.
Present-day
now set me free!
I am the servant of chaos, my mind is in turmoil
Forcefully I continue this crusade of death
What have I done to earn this? I descend
rapture is awakening I slit my wrists, now set me free!
I am the servant of chaos my mind is in turmoil
Forcefully I continue this crusade of death
What
a way to run a business!
Spare me these unending trials!
Half your cast disappears,
but the crowd still cheers!
Opera!
To hell with Gluck and Handel -
clowns get rushed out
Q said it's on me so the contract wouldn't con me
Ten times harder and twenty shades darker than Jon B.
This round I'm a killer
to niggas, perfect your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
Niggas look on, and get
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
ain't nobody around
Opp claim it's up then the glock put him down
Her parents came home told her don't make a sound
King of this rap shit, give me my
for that your car would never start
And now the feeling that I'm feeling now is sad
And all the anger that's inside just makes me mad
I'm here to try
That's the way you are, a very sexy lady
You know just how to make me happy
By working me over and over again, yeah
Get on top of me and give me what
can't make me
Suckers can't break me back to back jabs
But I'm still gettin' eighty
Just to walk through
And have them hoes going crazy
All this cash
But when I pick the race nobody overtake me
Challe turn left turn right before you cross the road
Make you plan well the industry is too rough
As we dey
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