Ur heart beats slow, and the pound that echos remorse.
To use the "force," with the Pale Horse, this the back burner.
This reminds me of the chicken dinner with Ted Lerner.
This the National's Anthem, and we shoot to the Moon.
And Ye' coffin has no room
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The X-Men that's tall, when raw meets strength.
To support ur woe, but this is the tank.
And we crank to the bank, but we inherit the cash.
This the Roc-Nation, to liquidate Jay's gas.
To outlast what's cheap, and here is a small tip.
To Crip
Ignite the night light, to rinse, to right.
When to write and right ur wrongs.
To make this song cry, and to lie thru ur teeth.
Choose ur words carefully, because talk is cheap.
To upkeep with weight, to weigh is to debate.
Within the lines of
The bastards that fear, and run the 2-3 zone.
Ye can't wait to get off to work to watch Bad 2 Da Bone.
And thas when I'm Breaking Bad, to get a new phone.
Between me and you, who decides to get the new home?
To read your contract, to bring you bad new
The Dr. Robotnik, who lost his pilot's licsence, because he was packin' heat.
First class or Coach, the Coach Carter of the 2020's.
This the four leaf clover, the domestic terrorist who does it for fame.
His punishment, his legs are lame, to rotweile
Satellite Rays, the Sunshine in the shade.
The oxymoron for days, the riddles that give you the giggles.
But this ain't "Shit n Giggles," we about the face, to soar.
We only fuck with the hardcore, we see through the mist.
The United States of America, i
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Thas when Yashuah met the Samaratin women at the well.
The Prophetic Igigi, but the Anunnaki that rule Hell.
Faced with the Big Bang, thas when Adam then fell.
To mix wine with blood, sweat, and tears.
To give my offering, the Bud Heavy Be
