| Brown Chicken Brown Cow
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| Seen a brick house downtown
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| All I could do was say Wow
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| ILLuminated Mythos
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| A steel band playing crypto calypso by a street post
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| Hot tea honey crumpets honey and oats
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| Hand on over your heart kneel to a 5 headed goat
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| The shadow wants to breakaway from the light source
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| But nothing ain’t never that easy
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| Fight for it
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| Stand on ya' toes
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| Dance or face glacing blows
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| Try to hold your pants up with those
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| Brown shoe boy — white hat Stetson McCoy &Mayday McKay The Gargoyle
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| Listen to the beat alone
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| Take adrenachrome
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| First part that freezes you can’t feel your toes
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| For what certain thought forms project
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| Sharp horns former wall st exec you don’t wanna' be next
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| Who could cash a quadrillion dollar check — count half n rest
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| Wake up — cash the other half when I’m dead
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| You heard what he said
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| Gimmie my bread
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| Gimmie my bread
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| Gimmie my bread
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| Illuminati wants is all n won’t stop till they have it all
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| Still — they want more
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| Body organs gored to the core singing ritual song
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| Cleaning products sanitize floors
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| True — lemmie throw a few — the hexagonal ellipsoid droids took a photo of you
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| Shapeshift while you listen to this
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| They got away with it
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| Don’t ask me how? |
| a smoldering pile of organic material now
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| That’s what I call a Chicago Standoff
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| Their shadows hide
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| But their blatant ways
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| Blind like the sun
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| Free mason lies
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| And bloody games
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| This world is run
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| By silent shadows
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| This world is run
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| Silent shadows
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| We study
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| Scholarship report card through the mail
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| Crypto currency PhD courses in jail
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| They run the world — iLLuminati don’t fail
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| False flag details
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| Set sail but don’t mess with no whales
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| Master Ptah! |
| «they stole our time!»
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| Imagine how we feel
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| They stole our rhymes
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| I meet the King on his turf
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| Far away from the Serfs n Mercs
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| Somewhere in inner earth with the Smurfs
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| Emotion manifest thought 1st
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| Survival is not taking a picture standing next to a hearse
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| Magnetic Ultra shackles
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| Grab ether plasma
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| No telling what these demons is after
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| Even now I know not what it was for
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| Until thine day I shed my physical coil
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| The blood — died on the cross in the mud with some hard knuckle gloves n a fuel
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| can jug
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| They say it’s all love
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| Tried to kill ya' whole internet buzz
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| And you ain’t even into that bruh
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| A smoldering pile of organic material now
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| Over a bowl of cereal
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| Wow…
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| It’s way up — don’t name drop
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| It’s way up — don’t name drop
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| Don’t break the code
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| They’re high up — don’t name drop
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| They’re high up — don’t name drop
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| Don’t break — don’t break the code |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Silent Shadows, artist - Marty McKayAlbum song Matrix Theory II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп