street You lose another broken heart in a land of meat My friend, he took his final breath Now I know the perfect kiss is the kiss of death
, is the key to the game If you ain't got none, what good is a shotgun? If you ain't got guns, then you better cop some 'Cause the New World Order's around
on movin' targets Infrared light at night on dark objects Harassin' citizens who hasn't been charged yet Would you order a flock of pelicans to jam their propellers On top see forfeit the death
' till no fluid is left When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death You gon' ruin your rep Trippin' while we pimpin' these hefers Playa lectures got me shining like a new
till no fluid is left When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death You gon' ruin your rep Trippin' while we pimpin' these hefers Playa lectures got me shining like a new
fluid is left When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death You gon' ruin your rep, trippin' while we pimpin' these hefers Playa lectures got me shinin' like a new
Stock markets crash, blast from the hash Deep within the torture of prisoners of war It's martial law, harsh to indoors This New World Order try manslaughter
your Hand the Zamanu dies Drink, drink, the Blood of the Ancients Me-Zu Me Pa-Ku-Ku-De-Hul (Your Divine Ordering Principle is a Divine Order which manifests
my Glock's too big Yeah, I got the wildest style, death bears a childish smile Beat you with soap in a sock, you a Private Pyle I'm fear order from green
i have worn for far to long the birth of my ture self and now the changing season revealing my face and everything i am explains how death will make life new
In order to make that trip to the future As efficiently as possible There's certain things in the past You'll have to leave in the past I'd rather
girl be buggin' And I fuck wit nuttin' but killas nigga I ain't bluffin' The block hot like dat got damn oven My team got weight we steaks yall chicken McNuggets Death
the bitch nice and catch crack like dice Give 'em a double order of man slaughter on the tape recorder Fuck the law and order, tape muffled and distorted
we dead, when the grass is green And the suits is black, and the roses red That's the kiss of death baby boy go to bed And I don't kiss mah I kno yah
and your choices son They're one in the same I must isolate you Isolate and save you from yourself Swayin to the rhythm of the new world order and Count
court is both Gracious and insatiable, pure and obscene For where pumps the true heart of life There too seeps corruption And from this my new Eden
the loss of their king. In sorrow a new day dawning. Now the princess is their everything. A procession to the chambers where they kiss their fathers
Sweatin' till no fluid is left When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death You gon' ruin your rep Trippin' while we pimpin' these hefers Playa lectures got me shining like a new
