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Craig Xen

Master Roshi

 

Master Roshi


Pow, pow, pow (Ayy)
Pow, pow, pow (Ayy, pow, pow, pow, brr)
I gotta get back in there, bitch, I gotta get to school
One, two, ayy

All the way out of that black abyss
Master Roshi with a makeshift blade
Epiphenefrin inject through the flesh
From the hertz and syllables when the songs get played
Off and on, I'm often anonymous
Nautilus, dual-wielding makeshift axes
Omni, ominous Vladimir
Fear monger-er, death-o-mometer
Off in the mental, thoughts an anomaly
Inadvertently, I'm introverted
Been inaugurated to rule the new world order
A post-apocalyptic immortal
Sense of a being, sent to end the mortals
Ended the meeting with diminished morals
Now proceeding to kill, kill and murder
AMBER alerts cannot close the curtains
I know for certain, I'm so for sure
Off by a bit, about a chromosome
Animalistic, make rash decisions
Used to dump blunt guts in the trash in physics
Skip the class, get mad and dip
Buy a pack of cigs and smoke gas at Winstons
Fuck the laws, cough Hawking laws up
Lungs overloaded from the tars and charcoal
Donny Darko, raw dogging broads
In the backseat of a parked car at Valero
Where did her head go? Right in my lap
Mouth on my egg roll, hair tied back
Bitch, I'm back
On the amphetamines, I'm thwacked
In the land of the milk and the honey
Where they kill for the money when the sky turns black
Nigga

Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Hell yeah, ooh
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh

All the way out of that black abyss
Master Roshi with a makeshift blade
Epiphenefrin inject through the flesh
From the hertz and syllables when the songs get played
Off and on, I'm often anonymous
Nautilus, dual-wielding makeshift axes
Omni, ominous Vladimir
Fear monger-er, death-o-mometer

Off in the mental, thoughts an anomaly
Inadvertently, I'm introverted
Been inaugurated to rule the new world order
A post-apocalyptic immortal
Sense of a being, sent to end the mortals
Ended the meeting with diminished morals
Now proceeding to kill, kill and murder
AMBER alerts cannot close the curtains
I know for certain, I'm so for sure
Off by a bit, about a chromosome
Animalistic, make rash decisions
Used to dump blunt guts in the trash in physics
Skip the class, get mad and dip
Buy a pack of cigs and smoke gas at Winstons
Fuck the laws, cough Hawking laws up
Lungs overloaded from the tars and charcoal
Donny Darko, raw dogging broads
In the backseat of a parked car at Valero
Where did her head go? Right in my lap
Mouth on my egg roll, hair tied back
Bitch, I'm back
On the amphetamines, I'm thwacked
In the land of the milk and the honey
Where they kill for the money when the sky turns black
Nigga

Fatto

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