Lyrics:
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
door
Power outage from a storm, fam slept 'round me in scores
As a 10-year-old spore, christian hope turned to a horror
Gored by visions of the place I
Sl-sl-sloppy haters shouldn't mess
Walkin' by your lady and I'm sorry if I took her breath
You was just baby, crying til you was shook to death (bitch)
Fade
Got marks, ain't running track
If it's a race, call this a record setting victory lap
Ten seconds from the top to the bottom
Ain't a fucking role model
can clear the sky in ten seconds flat
You know she'll always have your back
She'll stick with you till the end
Every time I see her start to fly
crack, crack
If you wanna shoot, give me a second so I can lay flat
'Cause this, some the cemetery's, the reality
Where the tough guys get buried in
of the Starship TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec
stay aware cause I'm in another time frame[00:26.67]Don't get your head broke[00:27.94]It's Ware County so beware of the death notes[00:30.67]That are
robots
Who would have us all share their death.
History is simply a justification for oppression,
Written by those who practice it.
It is being
head, we takin' the hood back
Damn, I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood back
You liar,
forging the attitude
The new fearless type
This past, the negro’s past, of rope, fire
Torture death and humiliation fear by day
And night, fear as deep
TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
become addicted, become inflicted
By poison for sale, by death's handy friend
That leads to the end, that leads to the end
Was ten bucks worth the product
will be flipped I'm sure
Long Beach, right by the water
Respect is due when you walk through the border
Line, if you don't you might find your face in
down with firm might insurance will tell
The payout was costly
Smoke filled jump out
Skydiving no parachute
Free fall ten seconds
There's an exit if your
attached and
I was fallin' flat like like dominoes
Too many tears to flow
Could've been my death note
Mind if I read y'all this letter
Aight, here goes
TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
in my vision
T'is what it 'tis but then again isn't, wit' how its been it isn 't consistent
Switch up the scripts to trigger the trippin to ten outta
ready?
Here we go!
Lay on your belly and face your head down
Lay on my belly and face my head down
Now, put your hands flat by your head on the ground
five seconds flat, no stops
Stuck on the other side, and I miss it, give it props
In the rear view mirror I see time slow down
The type of place that
sister, your brother, second cousin, and father, mother
Sponsored by Gucci, represent Hugo Boss
You didn't join our cult, that's your fucking loss
up all your cookies with the autumn air incarnate
He all-city by the time your eyes adjusted to the darkness
In parts uncharted, always find
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