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Warrior Soul The Image

I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you Wanna look outside ya, this is the image

WILL FOREVER BE THE ILLEST LYRICALLY!!! I procured a small piece of the treasure Collections from a former era datin' back to forever The warrior became

their graves The white sheets are like white flags, you need to wave it To the soldier, of the Lord, the warrior King David I come to kill and crucify

for assistance To return to my epic form From my physical; And see my soul arise into a sham Hitting the arcs of Cumulus clouds of Annun I left my image

first sh*t Images like CNN but worse sh*t I would down the whole Pinot Gris But I'd see the Group Home without the Premo beats And it hurts my soul I

you see. [XERXES:] I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors and snow-crowned mountains... a land of brooding citadels and warrior

and began to read the page Fly, soul, the body's guest, Upon your impish arrant Let none be guiled by false confession Truth shall be your warrant Fly soul

there's someone better than Moe Like Luther Vandross, they'll say, ?Don't you know?? Really, really, really don't you know? 'Cause I'm a real rap warrior

chase Verse 1 [fatal] Never wastin' em Had a slug bug chasin' em Spin em before they spun The m-1, close-casin' em Defacin em like county property He'd die for me Spittin' on your whole image