OH LORD, GIVE US THE STRENGTH TO UNDERSTAND OURSELVES FOR WE ARE MYSTERIOUS ANIMALS, MAN AND AS THE BOYS MARCH HOME TO THE WITCH'S CASTLE THEY WILL ALL NEED YOUR HELP I CAN HEAR THEM CALLING, CALLING OUT FOR YOU, FATHER FOR THERE IS NO ONE ELSE THAT CAN HELP SMILE UPON US, OH LORD FOR WE ARE VERY WEAK VERY WEAK VERY WEAK VERY WEAK VERY WEAK
Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime All the way to Baltimore and running out of time Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole They all went to heaven in a little row boat Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Twiztid Up in the studio, putting it down with our motherfucking cousin from Hed P.E. up in this bitch, letting all you hee-ass bitches know, you know that weak shit your doing out there? You think your King-Partner dog? You know what? You know what? Man, that weak shits out! Yo! I'm hear to tell you that weak shits out yo. Monoxide, let 'em know!
DOZENS OF MAN DROVE BY THE SNAKE, WHO CHOSE THE SHARPEST SICA TO CUT THE WOLF'S THROAT IN HER SLEEP. BUT THE SNAKE WON'T BE SEEN, CAN'T BE UNSEEN... TERROR SERVILIS! THE SNAKE HOLDS A FRIENDLY SWORD IN HIS SPITES, FROM THE HANDS OF THE FALLEN CENTURION. THOSE WHO SLEPT ON UNAWAKEN FIRES, WILL NOW MUCH THE LAND BECAUSE OF THEIR WEAK DESIRES... THE SNAKE HOLDS A FRIENDLY SWORD IN HIS SPITES, FROM THE HANDS OF THE FALLEN CENTURION. THOSE WHO SLEPT ON UNAWAKEN FIRES, WILL NOW MUCH THE LAND BECAUSE OF THEIR WEAK DESIRES... WHOSE NAME IN? BUT IN THE ONE OF THE LYING GOD. WHOSE FATE FOR? BUT FOR THE THIRSTY HAND WHO STOLE THE SWORD. REFLECTIONS IN PUDDLES, IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE, SURROUNDED BY FOOTSTEPS: ENDLESS RUNAWAY. ENDLESS RUNAWAY.
NOT EVER IT'S NEVER ENOUGH WE GOT THE WHOLE WORLD IN OUR HANDS WE GOT THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD IN OUR HANDS AND EVERY WHERE YOU LOOK ANOTHER GODDAMN WALL STREET MESS WE GOT THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD IN OUR HANDS WE ARE THE ONES, WE ARE THE LIGHT, WE ARE THE DARK WE HAVE THE WORLD WE ARE WEAK! WE GOT THE WHOLE WORLD IN OUR HANDS WE GOT THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD IN OUR HANDS AND EVERY WHERE YOU LOOK ANOTHER GODDAMN WALL STREET MESS WE GOT THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD IN OUR HANDS NO! IT'S NEVER NOT EVER IT'S NEVER ENOUGH
AS THE WORLD STILL TURNING MY JOINT STILL BURNING I HOLD MY HEAD HIGH AND I GOT THAT FROM UNCLE VERNON SO, IF YOU WANT RESPECT, YOU GOTTA EARN IT IT'S CRAZY, MOST PEOPLE NEVER LEARN IT SO, BEFORE THEY HEAR MY SERMON HERE'S MY CONFESSION, I GET DRESSED WITH MY BURNER I KNOW THAT AIN'T RIGHT BUT I KNOW WHEN SHIT'S WEAK TRY LIVIN' ON MY TRAY FIRST STREETS SO, BEFORE I FALL ASLEEP WITH A CERTIFIED FREAK WHO JUST TRYNA GET HER HANDS ON SOME COURTSIDE SEATS I'M COOL NICE TRY, BUT YOU CAN'T GET THAT FROM ME NICE GUY, HARD BODY MAN IT WAY TOO WEAK GUCCI BROADS EVEN SAID I KEEP IT WAY TOO G I NEVER TRY TO BE SOMETHING I'M NOT I DO ME I FIND IT BETTER ON MY OWN TWO FEET RODDY KEEP IT UNIQUE AND LOW KEY JETS FOOL
Funny how the best things never last for every day I thought she was my girlfriend 'Till I heard that someone else was saying, Hands off she's mine.Hands off she's mine. Hands off she's mine.Hands off she's mine. Hands off she's mine.Hands off she's mine. Hands off she's mine.Hands off she's mine. Hands off she's mine.Hands off she's mine. Hands off she's mine.
As the world still turning, my joint still burnin, I hold my head high and I got that from uncle Vernon. So if you want respect you gotta earn it, its crazy most people never learn it, preach. So before they hear my sermon, hears my confession I get dressed with my burner jeesh, I know that aint right but I know when shits weak, try livin on my.....so before I fall asleep with a certified freak, who just try to get her hands on some court side seats, im cool, nice, ... you cant get that from me, nice guy hard body man they way too weak. Gucci broads even said I keep it way too G, I never try to be something im not, I do me. I find it better on my own two feet, Robby keeping you nigga's low key jets fool
Reaching hands- cirkling down i see it twist to nothing torn from What it meant, cou from extence...my fingers bleed, but reaching hands are not weak the light the tonce burned so bright, has now Been cast a dismal grey. fighting to keep the voice alive, i cannot left It end this way...i`m held- in the arms of the few! i walk in a line with The skared, never breaking my vow. i swear to you. A rise of Commitment strong, a vision to wich it belongs. purty of the Mind and body, to keep the resistance moving on ...
FALLING DEEPER INTO A SUBCONSCIOUS STATE. OF A DISTORTED. WEAK FROM OF MIND. BLACKENED IN THE SPIRITUAL WAY. INTO GLORY RIDE. THE OTHER SIDE. RUNNING ALONG BESIDE. ENTITIES GUIDING ME THROUGH THE LIGHT. WHAT I SEE. SO REAL. MEMORIES OF A PAST BEFORE ME. UNSPEAKABLE HORRORS OF LIFE RELENTLESSLY. ALWAYS NEVER ENDING. MYSTICAL. PATHOLOGICAL TEMPT. UNCERTAINTY OF WHAT IS BEYOND. VOICES OF THE ELDERS. ECHEES IN MY HEAD. MY HANDS IN THEIR HANDS. A BOND. COMMITMENT. LOST-SENSELESS. USELESS. HOLDING ONTO A LIFE THAT IS NO MORE. BONDAGE. ENSLAVEMENT. MY WAYS ARE OF THE ANCIENT ONES.
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