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When the spirit dies, he tries to take his own And then lay rest with his soul in the darkness Our soul shall enter into the mortal body And possess it's spirit through identity He shall steal the fire they tried to destroy And gain thy strength until the last tutor shall see no more You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that Throwing a wrench, put you on a reserve I set you back down on the bench (Uh) See the "Do Not Disturb" sign when I'm cashing out the rent (Out the rent) See all double, I get it wrapped without the scеnt Bubble-eye Bеnz, I'm blackin' out the tint (All that) Throw me the pinch, I'll smack it out the fence Then I hang my jacket out to rinse I'm dripping, I'm swimming in a sauce container Electric current flowin' through me, I'm an oscillator Letras de cancionesPartially disabled, rusty razor to split the Garcia Vega Spill the guts on the marble table (Mess) So many trinkets encrusted, I need a larger cable (All that) So many papers in my rap sheet, it's hard to staple (All that) Word for word, you're not on my Lavelle I clean up nice, there's not a spot on my lapel (Nothing) Still labeling price tags with product on the shelf Don't walk around with a toolbox, I got it on the belt (I got it on the belt) Slide in any pocket, provided I'ma melt After the cards were shuffled and divided I was dealt A royal hand (Royal hand) Boiled a pollo rapper, then foil and saran You a boy band, I'm sip petroleum straight from an oil can Are you asking me to believe that a- A man who has been dead three thousand years Has the power to transfer his soul in the body of another human being? I'm not asking you to believe that, captain You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that You know that (Yeah) You know that You know that (Let's go) Uh, throw 'em over the cliffs (Huh) Push 'em over the edge (Mm) Shove 'em into the pits (Mm) Pull 'em into the fire Drown 'em down in the water Choke 'em until they bubble This cut is more than a slaughter I'm crossing over the borders away It's a disorder, this order had me I'm tourin' in Californi', a foreign (Grr) Riding foreigns and flooring, yeah Flying past the cornea, four in the morning One for the books, call the historian (Ow) Living life in euphoria We'll get you niggas caught in the waves Heavy flooding like back in the days Have that haze send you back in a phase Acting bestrays and brave with graze your grace 'Til your back's in a grave (Ayy) That's the recipes from earth Either barbeque flames or make peace with dirt (Oh) And rushed in the soil, the fresh always spoil You're not shocking me like I'm next to a Tesla coil (Zzz) And when I'm cooking, I bring the best to a boil (Mhm) Dirty grease dripped, then save the freshest oil (C'mon) No retreat for when they expect trims and loyals (Uh-huh) I'm cut from a cloth, the king's extra royal (Yeah, ah ah ah) Something over which we have no control did happen The instant that validates the [?] You're a doctor? You've been quite known for this I don't know how to fight the unknown I say we find the royal tomb then we find the answer I'm gonna surprise you, [?] I say we do two A long time ago I used to write in 3D All that type of stuff Y'know You know what I was doing? I was on the internet, ok The internet is... From Letras Mania