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Make her kneel like the clergy (damn)
Say Manik three times in the mirror
(Manik, Manik, Manik)
Then I appear
(Panic, panic, panic)
I'ma nightmare
I
smoother
I'm listening for a starter pistol.
three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows.
I wanna drill holes in the sky.
I'm in love with
One time for the life that I live now
Two times for the brothers of my kinship
Three times for the lies I admitted
Bringing truth to why I did it
One
the Iceni:]
In the aftermath of our defeat at Mandeussedum, I was captured by Romans with
a veiled intent... (though three of them died at my hands in
of signs & omens
Prophecies guide the breeze, w/syllables symbols breed
Behind the eyes we climb the vine, to sacrifice our wounded minds
In soft word
three with wild cat
That's three four
With the autograph
Get the contract
Feel the contact
I Reup
Then run it back
Headed to battle
So pray for me
4 people at my door, I don't know they name... fuck
3 Lokos at the store, make me go insane... damn
2 cars, outta service, so I rode the train
1
going well
Through my small window I see in the evening on the horizon three coming moons
Please do not think so this is very clear nothing by here is
A grand silence faces no defiance
Get ready for another bad trick
Worship the Void, Omen of bad luck
It's 1 for the Flies And 2 for the Rat
3 & 4
by yourself or even with a crew
A smirk to say I'm going through a thing or two
Keep it moving with a smile jack, Smile Blue
To Hide the pain, that's
'Cos I'll always be by your side, by your side…
Chorus 3:
You know that I could die for you, baby
You know that I will try to be brave
Nothing can tear
house after a long fuckin' day
I'm greeted by a million roaches on my fuckin' tray
Infestation of the mind, I know it sounds kinda cliche
What an omen
licks get the kicks like the Chinese connection
Like Damien, the Omen son, I won't run
I never ran, fryin MC's like the Sudan
Craig Mack is like
to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah livin' the raw deal
Three course meals spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in
girl crazy she fuck without sheets
Ice on my fingers ima turn up the heat
Lights off its horror night now it creepy
Three albums worth my evil cuisine
The fifth principle is imagination
The imagination is literally workshop
where in are fashioned all plans created by man
the impulse, the desire is
hands that wave
Double edged-sharp
Take part and start the flow of the colour red
Old man Prev, an omen, a legend
Beats are produced by my
eyes outta focus
Baby, I'm high, but I'm focused
I told her you bad like an omen
I'm good, I don't want it (I'm good, I don't want it)
Shoutout
and Mystical
This force is Centripetal and Trifugal
In the Sanctum Santorum
COVID was spread
By Novus Ordo Seclorum
Holding a forum
I implement Decorum
The Angle
Rome divided, an Empire in turmoil
The Banner of the Eagle claimed by Emperors three
One Tetrarch on a mission to save the Western Empire
Son
god (Bei rorei)
Bed Three (Sorei)
Elderly - obstructed bowel (Bina rala sai)
Belly's tight (Marei taia)
As airport security (Marei saia)
She's delirious
[CHORUS:]
The day your love went away, I thought that you was gonna stay
But it was an omen, I tried and tried,
Caught up by all your lies!
Henrietta,
Some believers speculate
New theories evolved to explain the legend
Known to emerge from the deep waters of the three rivers
Thought to had become
Ra Ra Ra Ra
Ridin' round here
Crusin' in the beamer bumping cyphers in my ear
No Stress
Withdrawls
When I'm playing it by ear
Lost calls
No tracks
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