So you better not think that you?re ever getting out I?m going far away, I?m heading down south and you know what it?s like when you?re left on your
front We got what you want, it's the indo funk [El Da Sensai] *inhaling* Ahh, I just catch the fumes I consume, bend the room, with the ? tune Spark another
[Animal] It's another interlude motherfucker You know it's Animal the Mixtape Bully nigga, MTB You know how I do it the way I do it when I do it the
Hook:] I go hard It's goin down get ready for the show I go hard Mixtape God steppin through the door I go hard Ain't anotha rappin F'in with the flow
(Woman: "Mixtape Messiah".......Da King is here nigga!) (T.I. Insert) Ay what these other niggaz talkin', I don't believe that shit I'm the King cuz
the building alright? He's on the premises, I need you three on the roof You coordinate the left wing He must not get into the terminal to access the "
a sham Hitting the arcs of Cumulus clouds of Annun I left my image of a crop circle in the form of a galactical star map Perhaps to another plane of consciousness
t Try, just remember you ain't I And I am that, so just fall back "Look at the Mouse" [Li-Mouse] Check out the Rodent Chamber, just another one of those
Alpha and Omega) There is no God but you Praised be the Lord We were children of the most high, so we fell From paradise to holy hell Probably descendants of the Holy Grail Another
The tension in the air is swelling like a bubble about to break Students have shut down universities and taken to the streets The DNC has left Chicago
sorrow But claim their lives are cool I tremble out of anger When I hear them speak They won't survive tomorrow Because they are too weak Tomorrow is another
which you'll build your church Am I the son you've been waiting for? Am I the chosen one? To be your Messiah on earth And to sit at your left in hell
cares Into the sky It's you and I, it's you and I Another planet another time We disappear into night flight We left a dying world behind Slowly eaten
words were curse words red right, white left johnny rockwell, full scale male model red right, white left stinkin rich, everything including the kitchen sink red right, white left
arise into a sham Hitting the arcs of Cumulus clouds of Annun I left my image of a crop circle in the form of a galactical star map Perhaps to another
trap barb wires incase peace plans back fire Bullet wounds and knife scars, till my lungs expire All I got left is last words for Messiah There they
There's nothing left inside your world, it's dying Just close your eyes, eternity is just another game You're just another clone, so shed your skin now