The August symphonic, power of ablonic To heal still, medical bill trill harmonics Silver sonnets from the Bonyuesian bonnets I leave a whole sleeve down in Condoleezza comments Cop a reebonix, competent and gannet Godzilla's economics rock gondolas 'til you vomit Bigger than the tongue and write signatures with a tonics Great Wall of China climber and Bonny will call respond it Opera onyx, populars for convicts Stay below the doppler, turn robotics into sonics Positioned jostlers, monitor hegemonics Robots make the robots that's out of the electronics Nostradamus couldn't bother to keep a promise Logic's on the rocket, what profit defeats a conscience Somebody's daughter is contemplatin' the convent But a man with a dollar is slobbering for her honchos Mouth is just waterin' for some nonsense And this might be the moment her modelling probably launches Gobbling collard greens through the rumpus Washin' gasoline, watch hollerin', replace a congress Golden gossipin' auditing through my content Runnin' out of water, just wonderin' where the pond went World's hottest summer, we're wonderin' if they pawned it Desperate for the credits to come tumblin' through the conflict, yeah
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Now there are those that resoluted to wreck Got caught, fought, lost, electrocuted to death Came a little late for the rescue and the flesh Dna exonerates posthumously whatever's left No resurrection but reputation's correct The revelation brings decorated regrets All do respect, it's not really about fair Collective sigh 'cause the real killer's still out there Probably callin' up police Complainin' 'bout his neighbors or just walkin' on the beach Why should he have such views of the ocean? And not be hangin' from the gallows with his neck neatly broken? I let it soak in, then I put the soap in Then I put the boats in, then I play with both them The hot tub's now lookin' like a yacht club Makin' sure I get all of the shoes like a bot does neighbor is pissed Tells the cops if he wants to bathe like him a sailor Live on the container ship I party all night and the bangin' is intense 'Cause I know exactly what you did And you gon' pay for it, you bitch
These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion
We'll end this shortly, story moral is the same You either fly into the portal or put the portal over the plane Corellin' mortals is nothing short of insane Let's try and turn this quarter water to a quarter bottles in Janes, haha
These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion
Compositor: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco ECAD: Obra #34813440