| I’m in the garden with the roses
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| Cup full of oceans
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| Backwoods smokin
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| Rare rocks on my fingers
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| Feelin like a young prince back in 1346
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| Moats full of acid
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| Ash on my mattress
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| Draw bridge up, «Thou shall not pass»
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| Fine art on all the walls
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| Bitch I make and break the laws
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| Horse and buggy, no cars
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| Whole village bow down
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| Step up to my balcony and wave at the crowd
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| Cane made of emeralds
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| Coins made of gold
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| Spider silk robes, let them drag on the floor
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| I never knew I’d be the one
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| Lookin' in the mirror at the legend I’ll become
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| Lookin' in the mirror at the legend I’ll become
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| What we need in the United States is not division; |
| what we need in the United
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| States is not hatred; |
| what we need in the United States is not violence and
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| lawlessness, but is love and wisdom, and compassion toward one another |