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The Servant On Your Knees Kid

her eyes Like Peter Pan I rise Coz up in a cloud it seems the city is just a dream O yeahhhh On your knees On your knees Get down on your knees (

her eyes Like Peter Pan I rise Coz up in a cloud it seems the city is just a dream O yeahhhh On your knees On your knees Get down on your knees (

her eyes Like Peter Pan I rise Coz up in a cloud it seems the city is just a dream O yeahhhh On your knees On your knees Get down on your knees (

bullets at point blank range like they was punches Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral Serve this lobbyist, strangle your

to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool and calm with the niapalm Droppin emcee's to their knees and make them pie straight Dust and take and serve niggas on

ship is ready to attack Somebody get on the piano I'm calling John Cusack And put ten on pump seven if your skills are tight Make sure you bring a wet

have that cock Mine dog dank, I?m high as fuck Time to easyated and straight get sucked Tina was a young ass freak Start suckin? on my balls and my knees

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cursin' Kept on workin', for certain He keeps purgin' Now instead bourbon, I'm fervently reading Spurgeon That blow God handed me Put me on hand and knee Brought a kid