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Intro (Red): What you raise me for? Watch me raise thee More than what amaze some Day's sum Equates to sun rays and some watch Son raise thee Watch me raise thee
Red: Flack till they flock Rap hackneyed Happy acne-ridden Writtens like acme Boom shockwave-a-laka A lotta waves cause ripples None thus have crippled the tide Eyes tripled Plus one The Supergiant son The game is titanomachy Guess who won Young gun smoking, Cause' he's tongue toting Boasting bout bread yet to be taken How his sayings turn that to toast and Allaying these parlaying, bar saying Hard craniums, mainly verbatim Plainly chumps 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Gaming 'em like French defense Let contest commence Lest you have any sense Naw, the suckas in droves Who knows, like Bohemian Grove Fire to the lames, light out the cave Wake up, wake up, the stakes is up What you raise me for? Watch me raise thee How did I get here?
LEM: Grabbing his ghillies, he's ready sprint gritty Holding hostage the opulence Stintless chill with his pocket lint Your chances are nil with how he sear through steal Spiel solemnly, Brollys probably won't do the job However, let thee be modest, Wil-o'-the-wisp in the shadow while eyeing over the cattle, no saddle Deny the wattle set in stone in the gravel Grasping the apple in his hand Through valley of the mill leading to cloud cuckoo land Let you, spier, while I acquire higher intelligence and relevance, hopefully other than the residents When he grips it, shows no benevolence Till' he's omnipresent Just ask the 27th
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