Beaches of normandy.
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
So while you worry about the hoes
Return of the king of flow
But now the dough like kaiser bro
I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks
Out of this coviction of feelings
Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep
And if ya like the beat, too bad its out ya league.
Inferior, but i'm nice
Of the book of your life
Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
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