Lyrics:
draw fi a bucket u na bigga than musket, pussy too blood clart hat fi a touch it wen me stitch it lakka crochet wen mi plug it in ya socket,
Yh mi luv it
I was there
When they killed us with clubs and stones
Later turn into sharp iron spears and swords
I was there
When they ambushed with muskets
those muskets
That's those big double barrels, in the crib couple Sheryl's
Quiver sick couple arrows, with the shits couple pharaoh's
Witnesses
the sound of a firing musket
Oh listen! To the resonating voice of eternal silence.
The dream, oh little one is over
The sands of time has come to an end
wife for my countryyyy
Im such a patriot i got a musket like pilgrims
Im such a patriot that im finna take over land like i own it
Im such a patriot
the lessons develop
Strengthen my soul I have lived through hundreds tell them blow my musket
The leak from above in which I become release and uncover what's
and treasures so grand
We've collected these barnacles of time
Pillage and plunder and bows torn asunder
Cannons ablaze in muskets revenge
A battle at sea,
fruitful seed
Pumpkinhead
I got muskets
Mustard seeds
Lacking faith lean on me
I can not reciprocate
I'm heavy I make cities lean
Pardon me
I'm a script
Huge
a lemonade musket and ready blowtorch
Feelin' like Elon Musk way the whipe still steer
Even when i don't touch tell them jokers stay clear
The see through
Milonakis I gotta a choppa, this choppa gonna rock his shit
Shit, I got a big fat rocketship Yeah, you call me Elon cause I'm from the musket
If the cops
and a hater sayin' that's a hype
It's like I pour my soul out every time I sit down to write
I really got some shooters, but I keep a musket and a knife
Cuz
pass to France
With a musket in our hands
In the hymns of suffering
As we curse under our breath
Oh, lord
Go North
Hold me like a dream
Like a pillow
For the fast cash murda mill aint sleeping
Thats how i do me do it for my justice bustin' my musket
My brothers go peel cause we peel together
My
where my cup at
Compact .40 on me bitch I clutch that
Bitch I'm real metal where the rust at
Bitch we blow harder than a musket
Uh, murdering beats
straattaal ik versta er al zes
Rappers zijn zo tenenkrommend voeten hebben ALS
Bid je orale gebed aan de loop van mijn musket
Lanceer je door de atmosfeer als
1864
pull up with that musket take em down like where he go
Pull up I'm like fuck it hit this weed nigga ima blow
Showing off my tusksans so them raiders
British bud, I'm a happy sort of stud, I'm sippin' my tea, catching shits by the sea
Riding around with my musket, scrawling on a crumpet, I heard your last
The musket rang out
They drove in their quietus
God took pulls of cigarette
The last scene is approaching
Better be off-back now
The gun that was established
you that I loved you
I would tell you not to trust it
Now I'm drunk and seeing double
With my hand on my musket
Pour another glass cuz why not fuck it
on earth
Children bred to kill
Show them no remorse
No remorse!
Before the musket they threw sticks and stones
Cannibals who'd ground your bones
Savages
neck
I want to choke your neck
All my men are in distress
Their pain would warrant great duress
From any man on the battlefield
The musket fire
a fake life you not a sim
Told dat bih shut up gimme rim
Im just like fuck it give you trim
Shooting em buckets not the rim
Slide with a musket take his
(Fuck the Coronation)
Fuck the king, harbour paedophiles, people traffickers
Since time in memorial, musket classed the calibre
Argued that the past
getting upset
Just saw a pair of shoes that I must get
If I don't get the discount, then I get the musket
What's next? Cape and cowl is my outfit
They call
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