seams will split. The myth will spoil. The monolith will crack. The soil will turn. Death comes in time. Death comes with time.
the seams will split. The myth will spoil. The monolith will crack. The soil will turn. Death comes in time. Death comes with time
with Puffy Bagged Nia soon as I linked up, the kid ain't inked up I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as King Tut (yeah, yeah) Slippers, robes is
, but quite a ride Got 8 months to go, a tightened grip will get you through Don't forget your goals, time is on your sidea?¦as long as you're alive
you tell me that it's time for you to go Ha! Sling your sack upon your back and "Ho, ho, ho!" Ha! And what matters most of all Is to sit inside some
Puffy Bagged Nia soon as I linked up, the kid ain't inked up I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as King Tut (yeah, yeah) Slippers, robes is minked
Yes for some time I've had the urge to stop the evil eye, As if possessed I crave its death I truly can't resist, Inside my brain so many voices comfort me, As
bitches, I blew up your stomach like water retention im water resistant aint no wetting nefarious niggaz wanna bury us cause they hoes wanna marry us niggaz is scary as
rest, as you digest a whole gallon of amonia born stoner mom's smoked lie at my birth fell from heaven and was raised as a child of the earth reverse
