Yah tah hey, yah tah hey, ya
Mikopashpe
Yah tah hey, yah tah hey
Fab tool, fab tool
Runnin
Gunnin forward in the phantom shatter so grand
Splatter grand, arcanum fuel
Wrought iron out of the sky
Over me, tells no lie
Hand over fist
The great drops drip
Drip as diamonds on the wrist
Best take the counsel of nine
To this Glock this spiel
See, it took a shine
Took your fancy
Took your fancy
Your fancy fuckin time
Fab tool, fab tool
I gone dumb on a dime
Dumb on a dime
Silver saint laurent
I get gaunt, I get gone, I go blind
Panting and pacing the cage
Oh ancient of days
Hand over fist
Blood as diamonds drip
From your wrist
Royal diadem
The heavens are filled with lead
Ouh!
You are the jewel
The jewel upon my head
Call it, call it, call it
Call it, call it, call it
Call it, call it, call it
Call it Texas instrumental
Roll the clip
Hidatsa stretch out in the slab, take a sip
Split the lip, yeah gun it
Crack the seal, shun it
I flip the whip
I took the wheel
What’s in the big ditch?
Holy roman, giv’em hell
That a bait and switch
One adam, two adam, three adam 12
Forward in the phantom
Flathead to kalispell
Archiver
Royal arch
Amenemhet
Take the city by dark
Horus jet serekh
Ahah, ahah
Ahah, ahah
A show of hands
Royal diadem reflect
Horus jet serekh
Ahah, ahah
You are the jewel upon my head
Fab tool
Royal diadem
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