| I gotta get back in there, bitch, I gotta get to school
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| One, two, ayy
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| All the way out of that black abyss
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| Master Roshi with a makeshift blade
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| Epiphenefrin inject through the flesh
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| From the hertz and syllables when the songs get played
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| Off and on, I’m often anonymous
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| Nautilus, dual-wielding makeshift axes
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| Omni, ominous Vladimir
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| Fear monger-er, death-o-mometer
|
| Off in the mental, thoughts an anomaly
|
| Inadvertently, I’m introverted
|
| Been inaugurated to rule the new world order
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| A post-apocalyptic immortal
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| Sense of a being, sent to end the mortals
|
| Ended the meeting with diminished morals
|
| Now proceeding to kill, kill and murder
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| AMBER alerts cannot close the curtains
|
| I know for certain, I’m so for sure
|
| Off by a bit, about a chromosome
|
| Animalistic, make rash decisions
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| Used to dump blunt guts in the trash in physics
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| Skip the class, get mad and dip
|
| Buy a pack of cigs and smoke gas at Winstons
|
| Fuck the laws, cough Hawking laws up
|
| Lungs overloaded from the tars and charcoal
|
| Donny Darko, raw doggin' broads
|
| In the backseat of a parked car at Valero
|
| Where did her head go? |
| Right in my lap
|
| Mouth on my egg roll, hair tied back
|
| Bitch, I’m back
|
| On the amphetamines, I’m thwacked
|
| In the land of the milk and the honey
|
| Where they kill for the money when the sky turns black
|
| Nigga
|
| Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh
|
| Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
|
| Hell yeah, ooh
|
| Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
|
| Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
|
| All the way out of that black abyss
|
| Master Roshi with a makeshift blade
|
| Epiphenefrin inject through the flesh
|
| From the hertz and syllables when the songs get played
|
| Off and on, I’m often anonymous
|
| Nautilus, dual-wielding makeshift axes
|
| Omni, ominous Vladimir
|
| Fear monger-er, death-o-mometer
|
| Off in the mental, thoughts an anomaly
|
| Inadvertently, I’m introverted
|
| Been inaugurated to rule the new world order
|
| A post-apocalyptic immortal
|
| Sense of a being, sent to end the mortals
|
| Ended the meeting with diminished morals
|
| Now proceeding to kill, kill and murder
|
| AMBER alerts cannot close the curtains
|
| I know for certain, I’m so for sure
|
| Off by a bit, about a chromosome
|
| Animalistic, make rash decisions
|
| Used to dump blunt guts in the trash in physics
|
| Skip the class, get mad and dip
|
| Buy a pack of cigs and smoke gas at Winstons
|
| Fuck the laws, cough Hawking laws up
|
| Lungs overloaded from the tars and charcoal
|
| Donny Darko, raw doggin' broads
|
| In the backseat of a parked car at Valero
|
| Where did her head go? |
| Right in my lap
|
| Mouth on my egg roll, hair tied back
|
| Bitch, I’m back
|
| On the amphetamines, I’m thwacked
|
| In the land of the milk and the honey
|
| Where they kill for the money when the sky turns black
|
| Nigga |