To live to serve, or live to learn?
Ur bitch to yearn? Is she top five?
The battle of beats, when one chooses to die.
And with mine, she arised, to take her sol.
To flow with the lazy river, we now in control.
With blow, to decree, the Bruce Lee, to lay down roc.
To have her strapped, the gun that she cocks.
To break open the lock, this is for Big Pop.
And yes, you damn well know Hell is aways hot!
This the Betty Crock, and to pancake the flat.
To let the feds in, we call that the Trap Star.
To watch from afar, this the planet Mars.
With the mark, and the Corono, to always play for keeps.
To live in the future, it's difficult to be cheap.
The Throne of the Eye, to disguise, for you to try.
Did he make a mistake callin' him the Prince of Lies?
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