01.01.2013
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I tell them "welcome to the slaughter house"
Listen to the Holy Spirit whisper out the father's mouth
I got the hourglass, your time is running out
This for the thugs, and for the nerds, and for the Argonauts
I do it for the Golden Fleece
And for my people in New Orleans, for that Fluer de Lis
Big fish, small pond, so I'm worry free
Make a wish, swear to God, turn your other cheek
I think I'm finished with past how
I'm turning beef I had for a heifer into a cash cow
Oh boy I'm getting crass now
And I get it poppin from Irish Channel to Glasgow
From Tel Aviv to Beijing
And big brother coming home from the Far East
No, I ain't talking bout Michoud
I'm talking bout that Hiroshima dog, raw seafood
I need a chick like LeeLoo
Dallas
The perfect woman is the perfect balance
But since the serpent woman brought the fruit to Adam
I been more inclined to pop a Valium
Look up in the sky for my dad in the Aurora Borealis
And we plotting how I can get more callous
Fucking with your head, like how can his words get more phallic?
Like, can this dude get more tragic?
I don't know
I'm on the coast with a 20-year old smoke show
Telling me she love me, and I know it
Han Solo flow
It's like duck, duck, goose, chicken, and Chocobo
Then tell her "Holla Back Young'n"
Loso flow
Just a product of my successes
All caps, caps lock, Nunn wrecked it!
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