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(Chorus)
Im riding hard in the donk/
Lookin big in
Palisades of Gul-Kothoth)
(Here recounted on the sixth Bal-Sagoth album "The Chthonic Chronicles")
Episode X: The Shadow-King Reborn
Episode XI:
10 men" you ask, but nobody makes it
Because the bar is too high, and everyone fakes it
So we'll stop at nothing. Why? 'cause we're saving the souls
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
A puppet show, the strings in sight
A charade played out every night
Their promises like castles in the sand
Washed away by the tide, at the ruling
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
your daddy, without no help
But thats when you were born and honestly it saved my soul
See I been wanting a daughter since I was 8 years old
It
got shit to do this Friday
Fucked that bitch like a school essay
By the way 90 on the motorway motorway
Out here chasing paper tho I'm getting paid
But you put dat there aside
That's how my dick got between yo thighs
Now let's all ride
I got a 10 foot pole
That'll go in yo hole
Take yo soul
when she grows up?
Aha, yeah, come on (the evil genius)
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
Hailie (what?)
Come here, baby, bring daddy his Oscar (okay)
We're gonna
[Repeat 1 (2x)]
[Puff Daddy]
Can you feel me?
I just wanna know if y'all can feel me
I just wanna know if y'all can feel me out there
It's not a game,
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd
on them grimmies make them ho's call me daddy
[Chorus]
These are the tales, these are the tales that I tell so well
These are the tales, these are
call me daddy
These are the tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
These are the tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
It's been fifteen
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
kill my homiez niece and uncle
Just walks right by me should I straight floor em
Naw homie instead im gonna pray for em
In 7 weeks when this album
old, have 5 album
I will make more music and more albums in the future(Yeah)
Oop on me, but hurt it(Wa)
They can't stop play dick, keep from orgasm(Oh)
everyday and ask him why
And ask him to bless your soul every time I pass by
I know he doin' it, and leaving all the love to me
And I'ma prove it,
a miracle"
And I say a miracle cause this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and CC Allah
Mr. Soul
I got ten rocks that I need to get out
I sold them in five minutes, at my own damn house (mom smoke crack)
My poor grandmother, God bless her soul
with migraine pains
Daddy had his own issues, then his sideflame came
Ain't try blame games, took it in stride
My mindframe strange, i couldn't cry
When
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
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