| Y’all gon' sing like karaoke
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| Phony, ya persona
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| Tension tryna choke me
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| Wretched 'Maeus Mora
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| Speak it to existence, shriek for me
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| Eyes like reptilian, shriek for me
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| I been whipping the Civic through Firelink
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| Burn in the embers of city, succumb to the 'ferno
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| Hooved like the Capricorn, horns at my temple
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| Spin like the underworld eyes of the devil, aye, aye
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| Get me some K2, all I need to save you
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| Fuck a strap, Ima show 'em what the mace do
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| What’s a withdrawl, homie, start to feel shit
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| Molag Bal, Ima paint her with a blade, bitch, aye
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| Said Ima paint her with a blade
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| Turn her shit Picasso, scribble on her face
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| I could make ya life change, I could make it change
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| Floating like a wyvern, floating like a drake, aye, aye
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| Sometimes, I wish that I never came down from that half of an eighth
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| Got your souls in my pocket alongside my change
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| Please don’t ask me for shit with that look on ya face, hey, hey
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| Said it once, said it twice, you should know now
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| I’m in cosmos, tryna find a snowman
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| When ya slumped, creep in room, with the lowdown
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| I been posted on path out in Lordran
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| Y’all gon' sing like karaoke
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| Phony, ya persona
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| Tension tryna choke me
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| Wretched 'Maeus Mora
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| Speak it to existence, shriek for me
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| Eyes like reptilian, shriek for me |