best, poor haters On permanent, hi-atus as I skate in the Maybach Benz, fly this guy leavin Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist
fires in the burden'd air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses
what motherfuckers think of me I might be nobody but wait till I'm together like a symphony Resounding sound that will continue infinitely Angel of death
, poor haters On permanent, hi-atus as I skate in the Maybach Benz, fly this guy leavin Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist
in the burden'd air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are
horizon - their eyes on And the angel has said "Come with us You need rest, where there's no height, no depth There's no weeping, no-no death No-no bone
a stand Teachers, teacher and the angel came forth holding the scroll Given the offering tell us more he said I write street archives with deep dark eyes My meek
the angel saw This is my redemption And the angel saw This is my redemption And the angel saw This is my redemption And the angel saw This is my redemption
attached Around the universal bowl And this is my redemption And the angel sung This is my redemption And the angel sung This is my redemption And the angel
Satan - around the flames the troops now fly Hordes of death - cover the earth Nationwide crematory The feeble and meek - end of story Open the gates
Around the universal bowl And this is my redemption And the angel sung This is my redemption And the angel sung This is my redemption And the angel sung
- their eyes on And the angel has said "Come with us You need rest, where there's no height, no depth There's no weeping, no-no death No-no bone, no-