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on the low-low
And raising bars like Lamar on the pogo
I'm selling art, sellin' souls by the BOGO at the dojo

Who's that creeping in my window? Who's, who's

Turn the music down in my headphones 
(Uhh)
Sir Glenn Lamar

Short on cash
I use to notice that (I was broke)
Poor and black
They use to call me that

pop tonight?
I only feel like having fun tonight

Please oh God keep my years 100
I got this song for my soul's heaven's party yo!
I keep rapping till I

GHOST DANCER

Verse One:

Break my heart, crush my bones, scatter my people, take away their homes.
Take my spirit, take my soul and in my hands, I

I know that I’m the blame for it all
But ima put my name on this wall
This for everything that we saw
I promise ima do my thang ima ball
That money

of fearing my dear
I'm tired of living in fear
I'm tired of fearing my dear

Surrounded by a pack of wolves, a flock of vultures
Those hounds attack from

The Last Laugh

Iced Earth

The Dark Saga

1996

of the light

I've taken your soul and have given you life
You are the damned condemned by my hand
My son creature of the night
In your hour of darkness

the balls
Who's ya favorite rapper ain't time he gone by tomorrow
Kappa step on a beat when I eat it, it eat it all
Been stuck on growth, my eyes way too low

And get it,
By any means
I’ve been rapping since about my early teens
Fitted caps were cool,
Rocking my denim jeans
It was all love and fun
Now my future

The Obsidian Crown Unbound

Bal-Sagoth

The Chthonic Chronicles

2006

lackey
Join the Iron Phalanx in entertaining these latecomers while I prepare a reception worthy of their audacity!
The SORCERER: By your command, o'

know I'm a star
My water Van Gogh, I'm spitting this art
Fuck it, I rip it apart
Bernie the chef, I cook by the pot
How many problems you got? A lot
I

nigga Q, jay-rock, mixed by Ali y'all kill it, it's your season
That nigga Rashad is completely, smoking out all the bitches you know
Oh my bad I skipped

nigga Q, jay-rock, mixed by ali y'all kill it, its your season
That nigga rashad is completely, smoking out all the bitches you know
Oh my bad I skipped

I manifest violence
Born by collision of mass
Projecting unto all those who follow me
I use my influence to breed
I create their anger
I create their

signs, Rands, Nairas, Shillings, whatever you call them, money is money, 

The devil wanted my soul, I told him, I left that shit with God, so I am
Out

sickle so your soul is mine too yeah
Golden age young blade the joystick like ghouls yeah yeah yeah yeah
Boy I'm a real star, I love my space
When I

How Have the Mighty Fallen?

Sabbat

Dreamweavers (Reflections of Our Yesterdays)

1989

And the spirits flee my soul.

Drugs and potions surge within me -
Slowly paralize and kill me,
Terrified I stumble blindly
Into the unknown.

Outside

to the side
Betting on a dream
By betting my reality
Begging a higher power in a plea
‘Breathes’ just fucking let me be happy

Lusting for anything
That adds

expected, at the same time
Told the truth, in between the lines, told the same lies
Inspired by, Mother I Sober, by Kendrick Lamar
True perspective,

and stacking's on my mind man, dig deep
Give these people everything they want i wanna dig deep
Everything i do i gotta do it proper dig deep
Yeah, four by four

And good fortune I can't command
Oh my God am I just another lost man?

And while my hair turns gray
Don't go, oh no, oh please stay
Come by and take my

Ten Fists of Nations

Agent Steel

Order of the Illuminati

by my command
Let the eye of Giza drive your souls into my hands
Ten fists of hate, ten tongues of lies

My kingdom calling you, my will for all

maintain my health
But believe me it ain't easy to stay sober in this crazy world
I thought some people had my back
And I was right but they just wanted

that theory has
Got me on a Scott Pilgramage and you're the native souls
You see you exes must exit or I'll posses your home
Cause when my song hits your