Lyrics:
crown
MC Thebes is the name I go by for a thousand year old mummy I'm a pretty fly guy
Check out the gold thread sewn up in here, my bandages priceless,
Iwas taught to b a go getta
Touch thousands or betta
Took a couple years off
Just to get my bread up
This is strictly straight Ambition
Wont break
year
Honest to God
And by the way
We know you don't know he is
Who gasses peaceful protesters
For photo ops kids
He's not your lord and savior
Don is
year
Honest to God
And by the way
We know you don't know he is
Who gasses peaceful protesters
For photo ops kids
He's not your lord and savior
Don is
Loud noise hands high
Mister foolish fear foster
"Proud boys stand by"
Mister pres
Mister says
Covid ain't a threat
With a hundred thousand dead
Maybe we
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm
in the air like you just don't care
You all get a share, there's a party over here
Year two-thousand, keep bouncin
T-Minus, thirty seconds
I love to smoke, I smoke seven thousand packs a day, okay?
And I am never fucking quitting I don't care how many laws they make
What's the law now?
I'm all out of time, I could wait for a thousand rains to pour
Wait for a thousand years or more, to find what I'm looking for
Don't know what I'll
eyes i see yo face
A thousand..times i pray to god wish i could be ok
Im so alone seem like they left me for the dead by myself
No consideration when i
thirty-two mil' (yeah)
Last year I popped thirty-five thousand pills (no cap)
Bigger X pill like a ferris wheel (woo)
I go Juntao, blond hair, yeah
Long
impeded in your head! You're dead on contact
The headline in the post the next day reads, "Man killed by best friend"
People cut the article out and they
Turn your watch, turn your watch back
About a hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand years
I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet you
Turn your watch, turn your watch back
About a hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand years
I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet you
of progeny
None shall be spared by the wrath of the Black fed by furious envy
Lies cannot spill from the mouths of the dead for this time of dread is
But
little children it's somebody you ought to know
It's all about a man that walked on earth nearly two thousand years ago
Well he healed the sick
little children it's somebody you ought to know
It's all about a man that walked on earth nearly two thousand years ago
Well he healed the sick
provokers
Don't test our courage, you might end up broken
Our offspring ruling this land
We are the next thousand years
I can feel their strength, they are
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
little children it's somebody you ought to know
It's all about a man that walked on earth nearly two thousand years ago
Well he healed the sick
thousand
Wha, you cluckerin' motherfu
Listen if you wanna make the deal, you fat motherfucker!
It's at 477 Savona Way, 4 A.M.! And don't fuck me!
Hey I
face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing
It
You couldn't pay attention
So now you gotta buy it
She get 1000 likes on Facebook
And now you go try it
We all on a diet
Everybody's exciting a riot
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