Lyrics:
Heaven or hell, at least I’m not going by myself
Underneath the surface
Can’t find the purpose
All the hate that I see everywhere I go
No control,
the one I been drinkin of
No more Ayana, Maybe Marisól
You're the one I been drinkin of
Queen of them sheets, in hijab do Le Freak
She quotes the prophets
When the cat
Starts a new day
Singing songs
To a Blue Jay
Drinking tea
In a garden by the street
Infused with daises on a tree
Both are hiding in
was driven by his heart's purest side
The song bounced into all... full town,
A huge rebellion of their own desires
They broke the chains, now
cTOM BOMB BcBY by c. Ronee Blakley, Sawtooth Music, cSCcP
Ronee Blakley Productions Inc, Blakley Records. Distributed by Symphonic
In every world
each new season side by side with you
You can plant your seeds in the spring, I'll harvest every word
We'll learn the songs of Mother Earth from
when I'm alone in my headspace (headspace)
I'll take my crown, my dress, my song, I'll put it on
'Cause I'm a closet disco queen
I dance along when no
the weary road
And hear the angels sing.
For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
For lo, the days are hastening on
By prophet bards foretold
When with the ever-circling years
the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heaven and earth shall own
the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heaven and earth shall own
the angels sing.
For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
For lo, the days are hastening on
By prophet bards foretold
When with the ever-circling years
Strike
Fast and hard, show no mercy for these men
The vermin of Christ, prophets of lies and their disciples
Seek them out, hunt them down
Break
You're living the dream
But you've got it all wrong
You're building castles out of
Silly little songs
You take the bricks and stack them
You pile them way
that I'm the Devil's replacement
AJ Dasan what the hell is you thinkin'
Billie Jean singin' my song while you drinkin'
.33 By my side like Scotty Pippen
Huh
Taro Shit Bitch!
I'm a prophet about to make some profit I promise
I bet you think you bad but you can't even stop it
Your shit talking blocked
Who said it's honorable?
You gon' need 'bout a hundred-man army to knock the fool
Sure as hell that no one can stand tall as the prophet who
Won't
song and 16
The prophet for choruses
A goats metamorphosis
Long story short
I'm the song god nigga
take a chance with me
Shawty tell me what your name is I am famous
Song on every playlist I'm the greatest
I can tell your boy faded by the way he
Left
Hot California Nights All alone in L.A.
The streets are streams of worn out dreams and hopes of yesterday
Where are you Hollywood Queen Vanished
Crossing the valley of unforgiving death
Slaying the enemies of the queen of the ants
Obey her commands
I've got this feeling down near my ding dong
But
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
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