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PORCELAIN GOD

Written By: Sharon Faith Groom
Copyright: 2012



VERSE I

Fragments of an ancient photograph
Drank too much beer, I know my buzz

and Mixed by Miika Colliander
Rory Partin and Alexa James: Vocals
Miika Colliander: Acoustic Guitar, Piano, Banjo, Mandolin, Keyboards, Bass, String

time they tried to
Get up in our sitch
Which - by the way - is gettin mad played out
Mediocre and pushy - think he got the clout
Ay - we said nah like

In collectin' cream
A made nigga, Picture me dyin' in the blaze
Or gunfire will not retire 'til I'm paid
Turn the bass up high
When we ride, we fly by

(don't-don't)
I swear by the Gods (don't break up the fight let 'em rumble)
Don't make enemies with me nigga (fuck all y'all)
Niggas gonna see they caskets

nobody else
I chase the bag by myself
I might just spend a bag by myself 

Pull up to the club in foreign whips whips 
Come through with designer got that

I'm so fucked up right now
That k2 by the pound i walk up in yo' house
Silence, don't make a sound
I know you're not around
Got a Glock from

know we gotta get the cake
Buss a bale, what’s the weight, 22bows ran me 10k
Want the strong by the zone, 2 and a quarter all the way
Make a play, make

Chariots of the Gods

Duck Sauce

Quack

2014

It is time
What is? What is that?
Those floating machines are becoming so perfected 
I can see now how the prophecy is being fulfilled
Look up

the world's already fucked up, watchya wanna do- add more problems?

- Straighten up, wake up, shut the fuck up if you're dumb enough to say something before

Ridin'

Young Thug

Slime Season 3

2016

Pussy, I ain't even know that you rap (let's get it, L's)
Shooters gon' pull up in that whack shit, yeah
Drive by and star in an action, yeah
Dump

Heads Up

Birdman

Baby aka the #1 Stunna [Clean]

2002

ratting, stooping, bitching, and busting balls
Say Lac, I'ma send this nigga to the mall, it is what it is
It's one way in dog, heads up
Grab on them K

necks
Give a damn who next, b**ch
Awkward moment when I'm cornered by all this emotion as opposed to worthy opponent
Y'all get caught up in a motor

talkin' shit then we pull up with no mask
Eight K property, Gucci I don't sag
Geeked on the perc and the
Xan so I might crash
Twenty-eight K for the cookie

nothing o
Dem never see nothing 
Ooh
Won shi ma shi ma
Won shi ma shi ma

Won shi ma shi ma
Won shi ma k'alleluya si Baba
Won shi ma riran wo
Won shi ma ka

to tell
I'ma start by saying n****s is living in Hell
Is it foo? Is it true? Might not ever end well
If the bridge to our souls burn, I bid you farewell

was perfectly wrong
Now i'm in my bedroom setting up acoustics
Can't sleep, can't eat, not without my music
People hate it I make it for people getting

I don't do normal gigs
I do awkward gigs
I do Yorkshire gigs
You can guarantee that it's not my sort of shit
But I still drag myself up out of my

sleep
Stay up at night, read a book about how you thinkin' twice
Or you wanna know the price? The bigger the sag, the big the shiid is, the more the Price

Wake up in the morning
Sometimes the afternoon if I'm yawning
I don't let my work ethic dip or slip
Got the hunger for more as I lick my lips
I lick

soldier of my own revolution
This is not a movement , This is evolution
Middle fingers up to uncle sam and his pollution
Middle fingers up to modern rap

cash any different
Always gotta run it up
Clucking heads for my chicken
Got yo' bitch in the cut
From my cup, she be sippin'
Don't give no fucks
Drop

dick trying to kick it 
Lemme move the balls right quick Charlie and Lucy I keep a couple tricks hidden up the two sleeves 
If you out here plotting

Its a light thirty k in the duff duff duff
Reach for it we sending you up up up
Straight serial bout our cereal
Go cuckoo for them Cocoa Puffs
He got