Lyrics:
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
shit
Steering wheel went right through this bitches face
(I'm dying)
That’s just so crazy!
Fuck, but man, I had no clue what to do
So this is what ensues
crawling crying slowly sinking fast
Is it the moon not quite full
ah, but that was always close enough
is it just a stage that we’re going through
is it me
had your blind man praisin the grave
Cause he feel the cross, that lays in the dirt
And think he's in the church, not even aware
That death is
enough
But when you came back, you felt more like karma
Love who I am, love what you are 'cause I'm not very far off
Some points in your life, you had very
I'm stumped, uh, wait, here comes somethin'
Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin'
I'm stumped, uh, wait, here comes somethin'
Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin'
we don't credit allergies, or providence above
Not rolling cans or frightened mice or angry buzzing bees -
We're just two people swept together by
new york down by your Virginia
Ticklin' you around Delaware before I enter
Turn to seduction from face hips to feet
A wiggle and a jiggle can make
[Chorus x2]
Three blind mice, your worst fear
Look into the deadly mirror
Welcome to the House of Mirrors, Mr. Exec
You should explain to E why
into space
Like a countdown, 3-2-1 I'm gone, 3-2-1 I'm gone
Like a countdown, 3-2-1 I'm gone, 3-2-1 I'm gone
Slid in the function by my lonesome
new york down by your Virginia
Ticklin' you around Delaware before I enter
Turn to seduction from face hips to feet
A wiggle and a jiggle can make
the lights off, chillin' with the 3 blind mice, one more time
Used to cook beats upon splice, cookin' beats up like it's rice, I ain't never gonna take advice,
the world blind
And you can't get enough
It's been a long while u and I been on phone
Been on the road and always not home
Chasing ma career in a cold world
My heart was stolen by a blind pickpocket
In the deep city streets in
The summer of 2012
And I never even saw her face
My dreams were shattered like
My heart was stolen by a
Blind pickpocket in the
Deep city streets in the summer of 2012
And I never even saw her face
My dreams were shattered like
don't want your bread
Then what is it you wish?
It's not what I wish
It's what you wish
Nothing cooking in that belly now, is there?
And there
because
His sure will and true Word is enough to cling to
And that isn't all- cause Christ's coming again
To renew what is broken by deception and sin
splashed you right
On your mama face
Cause you like a hermaphrodite
A dickhead with a Regina face
The nose, the clit
Your mouth is the pussy hole
So don't
your bitch about me, say my dick big and smoke strong
Got Drums on guns, big enough to hang a coat on
Surrounded by these killers, tell me why I need
enough
You wanna mumble your words? Fair enough
I won't hit once, 'cause I'm not a one hit wonder
If I got one I got another one under
The belt,
Of wishes and ideas
Wish you were heres
I wish you would hear
I could whistle in your ear
A missile Is near
Fast approaching
Still no response
Well my dear
got was "Na's, son"
Check this out, he not ready
Either you fight back or I Ether you
Thought you could face what I hand you, well this is impeccable
me, lyin' to me
I'm not surprise, I can't wait see your face when I'm signed 'cause I be
Comin' at you with the dopest rhymes, the coldest lines
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