You look so good while you're riding On your pterodactyl Storming castles with abandon And rainbows by fistfuls Now lets go dancing madly backwards While
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in it And I swear to god, oh my and the devil and the angels ain't missin' shit Broad as the eye can see A black one will rise, and boys so you best watch
As the rope began to rise For the smile stayed on the face Of the Wild Eyed Boy from Freecloud And the women once proud Clutched the heart of the crowd
now? It's the Bad Boy, pull up and break the clutch down in the five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high speed Can you enterprise and rise like cream
He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em You heard of us, the murderous, most shady Been on the low lately, the feds hate me The son of satan
on Holy ground give is the greatest of all I spread my love around young black multi, this ain't a game son We run businesses this ain't a game son, we
take it there, huh? See y'all don't know what the fuck goin' on I know what time it is yo It's time to erase a face in force in fact an inferno Rise
controller, hold the crowd still hill top dweller Sell the garden out, House Gang chain Cuban Link blink, lose shoes, you can never wear Stare hard, God rise
weight son, diagnosis, bullemic believe it My best line, too advanced for Pop Warner you got cornered scouting report, can't scramble in the clutch But
the most fly livest Gortex made in Mexico bricks Fifteen Five Celine Dion ties Two Thousand dollar bubble eyes yo, the theme cries rollin' for cream yo now watch the laser beam rise
dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin them with smoking gats Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son
now? It's the Bad Boy, pull up and break the clutch down In the five speed, smirkin' then pull up at high speed Can you enterprise and rise like cream
led by an arabian queen And the harem girls move like fancy (clancy's) dancers In my dirty dreams And I wake up on the floor clutching the bed-lamp And
cried As the rope began to rise For the smile stayed on the face Of the wide-eyed boy from Freecloud And the women once proud Clutched the heart of
Till I Hit The Ground Beat My Head Against The Wall Beat My Head Against The Wall Beat My Head Against The Wall I Will Rise Again Grab Much Crab Clutch
