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chris walken - the master plan كلمات الأغنية

(as the world moves further day by day, month by month, year to year ?? hold according the the master plan.)

[thoughtz]

rocking a bear fur in valhalla
thinking if i should spare you and not bother
the gods bothered by this constant squandering
chronologically we adopt beliefs that got us trapped up in constant needs
honesty hurts, lie lifeless
peoples poverty the product economy first
the product of selfish sovereignty
i’m helpless lost at sea trying to grab on to whatever’s close
tide taking me, by fatally
made to see why, say to me why shouldn’t i be
could of been dead in the ocean drowning, no one found him
astounding flows surround your earlobes
bringing down the whole house like ground erosion
the sound is potent like a pound of durban poison
spit, now’s the moment my styles the dopest
i’m broke as f-ck
while they’re p-ssing away dough
like deli’s closing or a trip to barbados just to hit the bar for lit cigars
i got extra potent gifts and halo
see the nexus open when my text is spoken
i’m connected to the essence knowing everything’s connected to it
my expression’s fluid and glued to it message
due to it wrecking, it’s futile to test him
you do the math
get split in two for trying to shoo the bull
in a casket you’ll truly be suitable like the usual bull
think ya sh-t don’t stink
i’ll be at ya m-ss taking a sh-t in ya casket at ya funeral

[coal cash]

the great beyonder, rewind the wild wilderness
the hate that i conjure is hectic like the epic of gilgamesh
i’m building death from the ships wreckage like odysseus
the blitzkrieg ?? will solve mysteries for the history buff
the whiskey buzz got more blood than a wild frenzy
smash cement in your t–th, beef to leave your smile empty
no style envy, f-ck trendy i’m sensory overload
i’m told i convey minds ’cause i laid lines to show road
patrol the globe while i road on a rogue comet
when i flip to atomic mode humble abodes do not want it
i’ll vomit on your throne, your soul reminds me of the porcelain god
giving post-abortions, parents say i do an awesome job
one of god’s hors-m-n i’m a portion of the end days
my rage engraves ?? on the coffins where your pen lays
with vengeance hate of valhalla, demolish each track
nothing’s out my reach when the collar on my leash snaps
the beast back for a feast at least i’m eating well
the h-ll that i release from my speech surprised my t–th ain’t melt
i beat my belt off the back side of your dumb plans
understand it’s well done, i bring new meaning to sun tan
the one man whose command can lead the planet charge
scar from the tangent while you think they went and abandoned mars
demanding god to show himself that’s why he sent me here
so you can listen intently to frenzy you’ll eventually fear

(the energies began to increase along the ley lines of the earth and this energy can then be controlled.)

- chris walken

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