Lyrics:
see the truth
A thousand rounds, a thousand rounds
Another prediction of death from the pulpit
Lay them at the feet of the golden toilet
My handgun, my
Warriors with hate
Comes true, the awful prediction
Still alive, corpses lie in the street
Spitting the blood to the God
Dying in flames, dammed mob
without me
But I know I could do without you
Failed ambitions held up on a trident
Hope predictions of future come true
All the tin can buildings
Familiar predictions
So hang on, hang on a minute
So hang on a minute
And ask yourself why you're in this
Its mundane
Routine now
Familiar
Familiar
The prediction’s catastrophic no bail out
I share with you i share with you
I share with you i share with you
The rise is frozen headaches
No matter, no matter
Pick a door, any door, go any direction
Every single way is gonna break your heart
Pick a card, any card, make all your predictions
Every single hand
the summer breeze
There's no truth in false predictions
Stay and keep your sanity
Verse 3:
Our fabled past
Now history
There's no use in fearing tomorrow
whisper
To me what for
Tell me why
Tell me the reason
Tell me
Tremble
My last conviction
Tremble
My last farewell
Tremble
My last prediction
The one who knows
The one who knows
Of the unknown
Visions they haunt her
Predictions they haunt her more
Oh no more
Oh no more
Oh no more
No more
[repeat]
alle gutta står i kø
Mekker cola mekker sprite
Kall meg turguide
Prediction tar deg med d blir en sjuk night
Arendal
Og vi tenner og vi trekker når d
more Lewinski
Fuck safety, only risky
Not dreaming if you'll miss me
Don't hang me in museums
I don't make my music for 'em
Predictions, must
Headguards in the first fight (I heard)
But they were just like nah, nah
Nah we've got to use these
Different type of headguards
(Prediction, KSI)
It's just
them candles burnin', I be waxin' down your spine, yeah
You ain't see this comin' like predictions from my mom, yeah
Usually I'm humble, but I miss you,
you fake
Wishing for them promises
Prediction vs. Hypothesis
In a pool go drown anonymous
Call me the "King of Prophesys"
Call me the "King
of goons again
Fall rain fell
Please come clean
Fall rain fell
Please come clean
c spy without convictions
Watch and wait
No predictions
Rain washed
don't need the day off, I thrive amongst the chaos
Fortunately your predictions have been way off
Just doubt me part time while still keeping your day job
prediction is you're gon' probably fall
Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall
And everything's spinnin', you're beginnin' to think
Women are
why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
Over and over everybody makes my predictions
So if I get stoned, I'm just
prediction is you're gon' probably fall
Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall
And everything's spinnin', you're beginnin' to think
Women are
much stuff (jam)
It ain't, don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing, rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom,
Contradiction, my prediction is that
Is it really important where I take my naps? (No)
Or who I sleep with? People with a real mind
Will peep this
and
predictions are all based on solid, scientific, documented
evidence, so you would have to be some kind of
moron not to realize that every single one of them
the predictions, I'm a underground king
Always had the tunnel vision, I'm constantly constant
So ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (way)
Ain't nobody
much stuff (jam)
It ain't, don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing, rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom,
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