| i will ooze lyrical exactitude from your bitches boobs
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| to prove good things comes in two’s
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| i refuse to lose i lost and paid more dues
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| so 9 times out of 10 i’m in a confused mood
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| they listen to my shit
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| but what is the dynamics of the relationship
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| why do niggas listen like this
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| i’ma show you something out of this world
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| word is born
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| watch shaka zulu put his cock in chata khan
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| so many stressful thoughts
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| my heart wants to take me to court
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| so many scars all over the god
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| nobody move nobody nod
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| nobody got y’all? |
| nobody at all
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| your body is a casualty of war
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| above the fangs and the horns
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| that’s where the halo is worn
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| i was just informed
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| that slaughterhouse joined
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| fuck it
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| real kings recognize real kings
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| get busy is my thing
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| i don’t care about the ring
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| i’m one quarter horsemen
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| my whores? |
| jaw flying sorceress
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| before your time i rode pegasus mama
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| the horses talk about slaughter
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| double shot dose of karma
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| i ride bare chest they wear armor
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| we will strike at dawn father
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| and meet you back at the alter
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| before the daylight wanders
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| and the crescent moon changes my conduct
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| how long you been gone bus'
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| i come back covered in dog blood
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| fall back slaughter rap
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| fire crossbow off horseback
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| complete the whole course and all that
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| follow dark war prints in the snow to your door mat
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| find where the prince keeps the hawk at
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| carrier ship whale guns impale you bums
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| with nails that weigh tons
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| and feels like a blunt sponge
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| crush crystals to crumbs
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| crystal meth aluminum lungs
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| still spitting with a tumor for a tongue
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| the fat lady sings
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| the fat man silences the slut
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| the horse gallops to the rhythm of the drum
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| come through like yeah
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| beijing all up in the beer
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| horses in armor everybody scared
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| the gods have appeared and you not prepared
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| you had lots of chances not one was fair
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| the sound of compressed air in your ears are here
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| in the same hemisphere is clear
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| the hrsmn are here
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| the supper came all the way from sweden
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| that’s a real long way to go just for something to get eaten
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| better make sure you decent
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| prepare food bring the beast in
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| seat them over here i wanna see everything
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| lights start to dim go to auxiliary power
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| somebody get over here and talk to him
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| when brutus and judas come to slit my throat
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| i bleed all over their hands and still spit what i wrote
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| an irreversible plague discourage of a soon coming age
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| you are wise not to number your days
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| the irreversible plague you know my name
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| the house of slaughter and the hrsmn
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| on top of the game |