Go away, go away
Check, two, three, seven
Check, two, three, seven
Check, two, three, seven
Check, two, three, seven
Fresh whips, fresh licks, wounds in acrylic
Fresh whips, fresh licks, wounds in acrylic
Check, two, three, seven
Check, two, three, seven
18 out of 14, never seen
Check, two, three, seven
Lemony stones and old sirens call pleasure in your fault
Voila, voila, the leisure is not a form of fall
Come, *** a little dolly, the same pain as call
Drunk to peace, drunkest brother, bottom line
I'll unfind, savage, care or not, you can crack
All the stalk of anaconda, large, no inoculate
The reason in your veins, not the main right skin
Peel, three, seven
The end of time repeat, those Portuguese kept
Sreepa's name in this n***a game
Stuck on the clock outing my fate
She's knowing the girl will not suck the wish of another
Broke anniversary, dopamine nursery
Of pain in sin, supply for recovery
Bleach, bleak, heaven with the best bitch
Directed by Spike Lee
Life's murder with the blood of success
Surpress the ghosts in your house and loft
A villa engulfed, the best
I saw the KC Smart in the glass
But an object, a dove to the looking glass
Rose of explanation, division of destruction
The same flask of claims, headed by the mask
Held as a real blast
Blast without the bit to kiss
If you believe in Jovianics
The showbiz need to pay
workers will bear the colours
Borders of traffic when they stay on the same
Play
Human laws, no, more like animals
Big jaws, paws and flesh
Pointing that to the high street
Always runnin'
Check Two Three Seven
Check Two Three Seven
Check Nine Seven Zero
Check Nine Seven Zero
Check Two Four
Four, three, kick, two, two, one, four.
Fresh whips, fresh licks, wounds in acrylic.
Fresh whips, fresh licks, wounds in acrylic.
Kick.
Fresh whips, fresh licks, wounds in acrylic.
Fresh whips, fresh licks, wounds in acrylic.
How is your God? How is your blessing?
How is your Lord? How is your fresh start?
How is your God? How is your blessing?
How is your Lord? How is your fresh start?
I'm selfish, deceiving lies.
I'm far away from the village.
I've got a way to best you.
I wish we could live past your death and tell me when you're failing and hard.
Ask not, no idea is due, I live in love.
Got lost, found in the boss.
That the back is just a paycheck, perfect reset doesn't mean it's dead.
For you, I can't, for me, I can't.
And the console can't, so anyway, we'll ever win.
White sansi, we brought.
I just quit the game.
Can you do anything?
Very good.
That you get what you deserve when we go.
Hey, got a nasty colony.
Mango's colony.
Yeah, Miss Heli-G, I'm tired of your body tricks.
And ego.
The priest that flipped the bell, well, he's a beast.
I never sell the best hell.
My voice is hoarse.
Not those dogs that bark when you step into the door.
All the hoaxes about the door.
No committee, no committee, just another silly blip.
From the river to the sea, we fight for what this world will be.
You be me, be everybody.
You better be ready when the logic happens.
Go for your heads.
Go for your brains.
I still just keep dying of physical.
I just hope mother goes through it.
* this rotter.
I need to call it.
I need to call it.
I need to call it.
I need to go on date.
I need to call it.
I need to call it.
I need to call it.
I need to go, go, go, go, go, go.
Just you.
Just you.
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