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The 5th Letter
by Hollywood Dots The Oncelor
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The souls linger down in dark Sheol
Where we Sought equals.. n fought evils
Bald eagles, perch upon tall steeples
Where We lost people without arms to reach em
Attempts became sacrificial
Read fortunes thru blackened crystals
I Seen events dat turnt catalysm
We in A place, where whole regimes? lack a system
Niggaz Lost at sea without a captain with em
Splashing rivers, against stones, creates granite
Ya Fate vanished
Da gemstar left da plate damaged
Ayo this shit right here, got us thru great famine
We came from being broke, to now da steak salmon
7 hills of Rome, southwest of the Colosseum
Da dead rose like gardens around da mausoleum
My eyes'll see em
Panoramic views of a swarming city
I sought safety from threats & took da high road
My eyes closed on this type rope
I Might White robe linen da fashion
Ayo, da Nikeys came from Athens
No Athena...politics as us-u-al my pockets? full of Arethas
Swollen like they got edema
I kick my feet up relax Beach, Mama mia
Outside of Romania, Arcadia
New Castlevania, survivor of the Belmont Clan
Trynna escape extinction was da plan
The poltergeist, forearm deflects cobra bites
Round table meetings a half mile under polar ice
At da Empire wit monks, over bowls of rice
Carry, da wounded, to safety until my shoulder tight
It's violent, scenes all gruesome, thot Medusas
Combat, run-ins on bitches, wit Kama sutra
Seducers, begging for pipe, without reducers
Tusslin, connect da Dots, just like a coupling
6 inch steel on da hip, look like a 12 footer
Shit might, burn down bridges, over Hell's water
Versace, Dylan Blue, is how da smell took her
Hollywood Dots, big pimpin, look like I sell hookers
Iceberg Slim to none, wit no chances
Fiend took a pull of dat shit, he started dancing
Dancing, OD in front of St. Francis
Francis, shit hit em like a shot of Branson nigga
My eyes closed on this type rope
Might White robe linen da fashion
Ayo, da Nikeys came from Athens
No Athena...politics as us-u-al my pockets? full of Arethas
Swollen like they got edema
I kick my feet up
Relax Beach, Mama mia
Outside of Romania
Arcadia
New Castlevania
Survivor of the Belmont Clan
Trynna escape extinction was da plan
The souls linger down in dark Sheol
Where we Sought equals.. n fought evils
Bald eagles, perch upon tall steeples
Where We lost people without arms to reach em
Attempts became sacrificial
Read fortunes thru blackened crystals
I Seen events dat turnt catalysm
We in A place, where whole regimes? lack a system
Niggaz Lost at sea without a captain with em
Splashing rivers, against stones, creates granite
Ya Fate vanished
Da gemstar left da plate damaged
Ayo this shit right here, got us thru great famine
We came from being broke, to now da steak salmon
7 hills of Rome, southwest of the Colosseum
Da dead rose like gardens around da mausoleum
My eyes'll see em
Panoramic views of a swarming city
I sought safety from threats & took da high road
My eyes closed on this type rope
I Might White robe linen da fashion
Ayo, da Nikeys came from Athens
No Athena...politics as us-u-al my pockets? full of Arethas
Swollen like they got edema
I kick my feet up relax Beach, Mama mia
Outside of Romania, Arcadia
New Castlevania, survivor of the Belmont Clan
Trynna escape extinction was da plan
The poltergeist, forearm deflects cobra bites
Round table meetings a half mile under polar ice
At da Empire wit monks, over bowls of rice
Carry, da wounded, to safety until my shoulder tight
It's violent, scenes all gruesome, thot Medusas
Combat, run-ins on bitches, wit Kama sutra
Seducers, begging for pipe, without reducers
Tusslin, connect da Dots, just like a coupling
6 inch steel on da hip, look like a 12 footer
Shit might, burn down bridges, over Hell's water
Versace, Dylan Blue, is how da smell took her
Hollywood Dots, big pimpin, look like I sell hookers
Iceberg Slim to none, wit no chances
Fiend took a pull of dat shit, he started dancing
Dancing, OD in front of St. Francis
Francis, shit hit em like a shot of Branson nigga
My eyes closed on this type rope
Might White robe linen da fashion
Ayo, da Nikeys came from Athens
No Athena...politics as us-u-al my pockets? full of Arethas
Swollen like they got edema
I kick my feet up
Relax Beach, Mama mia
Outside of Romania
Arcadia
New Castlevania
Survivor of the Belmont Clan
Trynna escape extinction was da plan
