II. METEORA/CHICXULUB
Travis
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For the sake of all that's holy salt the earth that's below me No dark army can rise as long I can dim their glory Your corona holds a virus uncontained, Its profane sense to Maintain semblance through the storm's satisfactory Survival is arrival of resources in timing When the metronome is based on your hearts pace you dying Figured out the resonant frequency to project the deity you serve And it's word is ruined sir, you kept listening And infected every crevice of your smooth brained effigy Wit malarkey, hogwash, barbiturates and amphetamines Instead of being bitter, bitch, be better than you ever been Insecure libertine, hit the chord let it ring Skip the chorus my specialization is the race I keep it floored Even in my relationships never wait I get bored If I can't get some booty I'll take a plate and hit the door Cuz I can't take it anymore I'ma break and then ignore What you got on my 42 once I'm onto you and Closing in, hoping my approach isn't noticeable Conquistador, supplement glory for spoils of war When this mass pack of mad blacks ransack your corner store
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