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race, that's a fact J'ai la manie d'être un cave J'ai la manie d'prendre des puffs si elles sont fat J'peux pas m'abstenir c'est plate J'suis trop
cave. Uncle, tell me what to do, I will obey all your orders. My son, this ring will protect you from all harm and threat. Aladdin, do exactly as I tell
as if trod by slaves up to the grey cave floor But not one graze from anything ever escaping this fort So with coin on hand his joy came back when
Manifesting her imperfections Shining, virtually blinding From her son's incandescence Her herbal essence Stimulates When in her presence I wait Cause only
Lawton, AKA Deadshot Flashback to Deadshot holding a phone Next to him – and then a travelling shot Of Gotham’s rooftops Followed by Deadshot planting
all motivated by a state of overrated Uninformed uneducated evil antic beings including me Red hands Can't run My son oh my son We're damned We're done
Religions clash jihad's declared That's the duty call for all believers Like father, son and the holy ghost Tell me the one you hate the most Where do
who gave His son to die So we could have eternal life (life) It's the greatest love the greatest love we know (You are loved by) (You are loved by
URANUS I am the strongest and control is mine I won’t be defeated by anyone who tries GAIA My sons you must free your brothers As it has been prophisized
been served Live is my favorite verb Survival is the word Yeah If I can make it out of the caves Then maybe I can stand up to the waves Feelin' like I'm
From a dense forest of tall dark pinewood, Mount Ida rises like an island. Within a hidden cave, nymphs had kept a child; Hermaphroditus, son
the night has gone by (by) But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent We takin'
And they a hae taen their faither's seed In the cave o Sawney Bean. An Sawney's sons are young an strong And their blades are sharp and keen Tae spill
to upset her By the way, we got an answer to your anthrax letter New York City's where it's from - its the news header And I can hear yo' mama sayin' now,
Closed their doors To the man from God knows where With a face full of sores But it's warm by the fire tonight Sons and daughters Grow sleepy by
Black skinned and crack headed, el Nino When's the sun gonna shine again Cause all these dark thoughts tempting me to cave it in Like damn- Flying around
ain't got no time to heal Can't stay in my feelings for too long so I be trying to peel Darkness caves in that's why I light my spliffs up They need my
Que ce soit au poste ou en boite On nique tout là Dans les armes et la cave, on nique tout là Sors les bécanes péta qu'on nique tout là Arrête de ler
city. I|have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated|and directed from within! Our books, our music, our
hate que tous les gars qu'elles dénoncent? Fuck toute cette gang de boulet, c'est sur eux qu'faut vider le canon Gadon ce cave là qu'on verra pu din
wolves in a break Now we can leave a letter or a song A drawing in these cyber caves Or you and me to repel the manual That makes us all the machinery for
He was born in Arabia Father already dead Mother died when he was young But little did they know that the orphan son would grow one day to be
at me like a free picker I'm open, I let the funk soak in I taste like an eighth, ya freeze and start chokin' Yeah son I'm all up in ya mix Ya callin'
the fires, light 'em up Sometimes you gotta grab life by the tusk Bloodlines broken to pay the price Of a tribe once proud of it's name Teach the son of his
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