Lyrics:
Muskets aimed right at my head
It's just our job to do they said
Have you anything to say
A preacher whispered and swayed
Why a man in a checked
hear the voices in myself
colombo may he rot in hell
We´re men of God , men of Spain
with bible sword and musket came
men of war , men of lies
curse
hear the voices in myself
colombo may he rot in hell
We´re men of God , men of Spain
with bible sword and musket came
men of war , men of lies
curse
the landlord's daughter
with many a sniggering jest
And they bound the musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
Now keep good watch and they kissed her
flu, Captain?
The mighty invader when you are the one with
The musket gun should I
Flee or succumb so my son ain't no orphan
Dear Captain? The mighty
The rangers stream out of their cabins
Raising their muskets
Flashing their badges
Maybe we don't want to be found
Maybe we don't want to be found
They
musket
You won't make if through the night
Ten miles from the Cuban shore
I enter my captain's cabin
The crew can sleep well tonight
They can sleep with
Cause I know what must
I love the trust I love to fuck I know what up yea yea
Much love I can say so much ay
Musket touch I ripping out as I was
the musket’s flame
For the cold returns in autumn when the wind rakes the trees
And the summer lies forgotten in a cold bed of leaves
As winter begins, I mind
a bitches make their rank
The cannons rolled
The muskets fired
The crops did burn with the rest of town
This goddamn war
Has destroyed our home
Let us away
minot not egg McMuffins
Bitch I brought bazookas out he brought a fucking musket
He posting throwbacks of old ass money
This bitch throw it back for slow
the bitch coming
Like the muthafuckin' money
Outside like a pumpkin
Outside with a drum kit
Old times like a musket
Mix it with the blue hunnits
Oh no, oh no
send that track
I send that back
I'm born to carry to beat
Nigga invented crack
My vintage strap
A Musket
Look me bust it bust it bust it
Lookin for me
my pole
Mac 11 with the extended clip huh
This my musket tool
To keep us safe in the hood
Hold up bro let go
But I cannot leave without my pole
Mac 11
Only talking money, like I hit the lotto bitch
Narcissistic with the blick getting buckets
My niggas never leave the crib without a musket
Narcissistic
And then it's dropped at the dump
You'll be the only shotgun in
The south sittin' collectin' dust
Yeah I finally said fuck it
You 'bout as lethal as a musket
duckets with me
I'm fucking grizzly
And I might stab you with the bayonet
My musket's empty
I'll bleed you dry
For my bucks and pennies
I'm a monster
But me
they beat the british at the battle of Ilsawanda.
British had muskets and artillery,
But all the zulu had were their ilkwa and their shields called
lacking in fear
Still shitting on all my peers
Semi auto no muskets here
Hit Saks Fifth a new wardrobe
Givenchy denim cop four of those
That's real shit nor
(up yet)
Got her man on the side with a musket (musket)
I can't help she wanna touch it (she just wanna touch)
I don't wanna get out in the news (out
such depressing songs
Fuck it
All the swag, where'd it go, it's gone
You can suck it
Where the hell did it all go wrong
Eat a musket
And why the hostile
at me
Like a dog in a tree
A busted gasket from a musket sneeze
Drunk old men
Bed wetter Ben
Soaking up my sheets like a pig in a pen
Writer's block
Jaybug
Dawgs send the shots like a musket, the money I musket
I deceive like a pump fake, some say, jaybug you crazy
They not focused on me and my music,
There's a separate peace
Apart from everyone
In the air a sparer taste
Made you come undone
Small mahoning
Running rapid
A browning musket
Nothing
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