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Aqua Regia
Red: He holds his fist closed Need dibs so it's the Sith's hold Sold free spirits, hears it Gets it on the fifth go Well I wish I had some quarters Fishing without hooks Leaving me high and deprived Like kids without books Living on the terra where a tera the sign of an era The game now's like FERA, nothings chimera – said he Spoke too soon claiming that he rule the game That shits the phase of the moon homie, bound to change
Mononymous non-synonymous anomalous What you got platinum? That's fat scat son Kept in glass, embalmed in it Kept in class, en masse, sorry got psalms to spit Drip Aqua Regia from the teeth A heavy breather, rot the speakers Next to glowing leaf, drinking the Lethe At least I got a good chance of waking up from my sleep (Sheep) Shit comes to me in my dreams, so it seems, wake up covered in sheets Written Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In R-E-D
See for cryptographers he's the eighth wonder Wondering feet under heat up top, buffering feats Won't stop, till I get my seconds Times when you're counting every second Bound to wreck it, check it When there's lightning there's…
LEM: Keeping it brief like the acronym Elapsing them Scrapping up from the last accident Look what acid did to platinum Schemata had them after son Fire back at 'em like after none Data don't add up add some Plus
Melting Platinum, melting gold Fuck the records that you sold Spitting Aqua Regia That's that Aqua Regia That's that
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