| Mhm, okay
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| I hear you
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| No
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| Yes
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| I’m your servant
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| I have the plan
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| And I’ll give it to 'em
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| Like you told me to
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| Wanna live in my world you have to have a Tech tat
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| Preferably the number N9ne and you gotta get it
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| Where the back of you neck’s at
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| That’ll let me know that you rep that, plus get you out of a death trap
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| You need it for living 'cause I’m the king
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| And I’m giving you the permission to get with a no stress pact
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| Novus Ordo Seclorum 'cause the old world orders' post mortem
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| It’s failure inhaling sailing delta
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| Watched it swell and swelter
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| 'Til there was no male in shelter
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| Yes I’m the one that provided ya shell in hell and held ya
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| When your politicians were welchers
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| So I built this structure just to help ya
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| So the communists can’t come and quell ya
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| They call me the King of Darkness when I offer you no pain
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| Why would they label me heartless when your love is my cocaine
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| And your soul is my rogaine, I have a thirst to know your brain
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| When you enter my domain gotta take this number for your name
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| But you don’t have to drink cyanide, I’m gonna be right by your side
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| If we gotta take that riot ride on the enemy and defy your side
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| Fight for the place we’re building
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| For the reproduction of more children
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| Trying to get that number back around 6 billion
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| I’m gonna rule until then
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| Founded this colony like a pilgrim
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| Anybody try to penetrate this section or threaten we KILL THEM
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| What if?
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| K. O. D. oh K. O. D. oh
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| What if, he is, what he says he is?
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| The King Of Darkness!
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| K. O. D. oh K. O. D. oh
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| What if, he is, what he says he is?
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| The King Of Darkness!
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| Xes lliw eb yrotadnam yliad
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| Ylthgin, this women need to be living by it
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| Stay fit n' way driven paste it and dye it
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| I am the king killer captain crazed frigging pilot
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| Giving you these khaki pants and white shirt
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| That’s what you wear on my Earth
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| Eliminating your eye thirst to have any kind of desires
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| To envy material or admire, my way will extract any type of divider
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| I’m offering this wider
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| Understanding of life entirely
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| Blissfully evading friction and fire, chea
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| The number N9ne will get you food, even get you tools
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| To build anything your family choose, but within my rules
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| All white shoes with red strings for all my crews
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| That lets me know you Tech’s people listening inside my pews
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| All your dreams and aspirations, this is the affirmation
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| That you can reach 'em in my world it’s not a disaster waiting
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| No bruises and lacerations no choosers of aggravation
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| I’m just try’na rehab a nation from exasperation
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| It’s not an exaggeration, I’m something more than your blood and gore
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| On a level higher than devils or that of Satan
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| What if?
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| K. O. D. oh K. O. D. oh
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| What if, he is, what he says he is?
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| The King Of Darkness!
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| K. O. D. oh K. O. D. oh
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| What if, he is, what he says he is?
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| The King Of Darkness!
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| When I did «Anghellic» I was good and bad, straight confused
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| Then an angel turned to Devil Boy when the Reparation blew
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| Then demons had «Absolute Power» when I drug abused
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| So the angels searched for the «Vintage Tech»
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| But they found that the love was through
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| Then an accident would happen that made life look necessary
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| So now receiving God, the angel was «Everready»
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| But the Melancholy strikes, the loving angels mommy’s life
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| So the Misery sat in the angels now becoming ice
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| So as mom got ill and iller, when it hurts her he can feel her
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| To the strain of the pain made him bane
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| There’s no more angel straight up KILLER!
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| My apologies, it’s not very God of me
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| To go crazy and try to teach the whole world «Sickology»
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| I was then split in two, back to the beginning view
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| Angel/demon 'cause the killer showed me death was overdue
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| But I gotta live for my kids, all the evil stuff I did
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| Taught me to teach you, you can love big no matter how much mud you dig
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| Or dug, you met my demon back when I had that grudge
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| But I gotta let you know most of my spirit comes from up above
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| I’m mostly angel, and you know sometime we fall
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| Living under God and I hope it’s listening when I say I love you all! |