| Poppycock, snot boxed, a bible trying to parley clout
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| Fly me on the fire twice
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| Send flowers for the molliwhop
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| Body, I… pump a hottie, I just be trying to line it up
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| Knock it down, domino, bondage Imma try my luck
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| Diamond dust up out the envelope
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| Why are you living true? |
| Look what a liar wrote
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| Locked up in the groove, empire state iron cloak
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| Cliff diver I need much higher than required dosage
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| Flesh prison going through the motions
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| Not a genius but I had a notion
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| Duly noted by your throat
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| Smoking out the culprit, all your guys I heard are ghosted
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| Five fifths stamped on a knuckle proper postage
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| I know worlds, I know oceans
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| Every queen through some old shit, yeah that’s cool though
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| Assume not an operation
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| Take steps before you make that pussy gape kid
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| You made a human, that’s collaboration
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| Somebody said don’t put the date in the rhyme
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| This ain’t no affidavit
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| Smoke machine
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| I roll like fog off the lake
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| Hopes and dreams stream for whatever you wanna pay
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| Play my tape in the Madrasa
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| They went to wake the Sheikh, ask «should I wait or.?»
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| Fuck it cut to the chase
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| The money imaginary I’ll send it to your phone
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| Kick in your door to drive the point home
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| What percentage of your mortgage in the form of a loan?
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| What do you really own?
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| Blood from a stone
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| What I told collection while wiping cappuccino foam out the beard,
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| like how do you reckon?
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| Nice church you got here, be a shame if something were to happen
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| Yup, even God paid protection
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| Reject the concept of interest on debts
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| Rubber cheques
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| The fetish is
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| ATM like a pussy the money still wet
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| Bit her lip
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| Blood money in a pimp piss test
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| Glass shoe fit the princess
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| Winked at the audience right when the plot twist
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| Only game in town so sit the fuck down, ain’t no nets
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| Ran in the bank like Jimmy Stewart
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| Surround the bank J. Edgar Hoover
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| The machine shudder, bolts rattle looser
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| In God you trust it’s not just numbers in a computer
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| Told the money lenders I can do you one better
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| Washed or unwashed in that river, to the land the lamb tethered
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| Disemboweled rams, the damned sit in splendor listening to the wind howl
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| Told the money lenders I can do you one better
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| Washed or unwashed in that river, to the land the lamb tethered
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| Disemboweled rams, the damned sit in splendor listening to the wind howl |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song VX , by - Armand Hammer. Song from the album Paraffin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп