Lyrics:
Beefheart imitators with zits?
Who is the King Shag Corpse?
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's a large type minstrel ranch
This is where see Wilson
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor
I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
BASS RIFF: (BASS STRING) (doubled) E-Ab-A-Bb-B-Bb-A-Ab ) (x4)
MAIN RIFF (IN VERSE): A (chord), then bass string G-E-G (ad lib)
Or maybe we could make a hunnid bands for the thrill
Let's go
Know you feeling it
I can tell by the way that you singing it
Tell by the way that you waist
wrong.
Don't spin today away, cause today will soon be
Gone, like yesterday is gone,
Like history is gone
Just trying to prove me wrong and pretend like
the struggle is gone
Struggle upsetting
So me haffi gwarn hold d faith king
An mi nuh ina d one bag a talking
Until the struggle is gone
Nuff a dem doubt
different lands
A King of Kings is born the world rejoices
In all our trials born to be our friend
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel's voices
O night
listen to us coz this is how we feel
No opinion 'bout religion it's our time to make decision
We are gone without your mercy, poison IV
of conquest has proved the more effective tool.
Baalthus VANE: The days of the feudal suzerainties are long gone, my liege
The Imperial Military Council is
me and my girl just had a big fight
And I'm gone I ain't goin' back
Ya better just leave the whole bottle of jack
A king this fair deserves a little
is dearly departed
Voices in my head
They not for the weak hearted
I get restless playing it safe
Love me the thrill of a risk
Even jumped straight in
glowing hearts
By His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star
Sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men
From Orient land.
The King of Kings lay thus
In
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor
I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
mighty and bold!"
Seasons of doubt,
fear and silent desires of life have gone by.
Visions have called back my longing
for freedom tonight. Made
that you see on a TV screen
I need my money in all blues like BB King
VVs bling bright as bitch, high as a cliff
Shut the fuck up when your highness is
Meet me at six by the place where we kissed
Fuck being slick tryna give you my kids
Prada lace gliss with the birken round wrist
Late night sneakin'
Hol on this train goin' by
Pull up im sending that playa hater home
Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome
Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro
instead
We been them niggas we ain't lured by them trends
All we do is get dough and just turn it to bread
Real kings only move when they earning a check
I Told you just how I feel
You said I need therapy
I be working through the night
You said I need better sleep
I think love is just a thrill
You
glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here came the wise men from far distant lands
The King of Kings is
glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here came the wise men from far distant lands
The King of Kings is
Bb simmons
Oops I mean Bb Simon
I be sayin whatever sound alright
Long as that bitch is rhyming
Niggas doin whatever
Even if it's gay
As long it get em
Of course you know their answer I'm
The young king of the town, yeah
I packed my bags and moved away like I'm gone
Yeah, like I'm gone, gone
I told them they
of the plan
They gone leave with your soul and when it get cold, they scramble as soon as they can
He say alone, just leave him alone, that nigga gone die where
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