Lirieke:
Sense Field No Man S Land

I owe it to you to remind you Of the greatest mystery To remind me of your great stories You'll be telling When you're leaving and there's nothing Your

s out Substitute teacher ass nigga's, need a handout Middle finger screaming fuck them nigga's who hated, I'm money affiliated Pop another bottle, that chronic smokin degraded Speculating me landing

May My simple needs are covered Since grandma passed away Long time since there's been trouble That's what the people say I told the new man when

Now they're coming from the seas, all with weapon in hand The are raping, they are killing, they try to take over our land So it's time it's your destiny

anatomical It gets darker A sense of urgency Enters the atmosphere with my excursion In this Microcosm, a third version! Specifically a generation Of Mutated Warriors from the Nether; That's

Endlessly torturing the suns without stand Fight now, let's break the chains So strong we must feel no pain Forever torn apart from the haunting fields of man

The silver opponent allowed this retreat Then the man with the red sword attacked from behind Left the silver sword fighter defeated and blind Then carnage ensued that no man

And we can't have none of that! Move along, Bear; there, there; that's that Though cast in plaster Our Ursala's heart beat faster Than monkey's ever

And we can't have none of that! Move along, Bear; there, there; that?s that Though cast in plaster Our Ursala's heart beat faster Than monkey's ever