Various Artists - Randy Orton II lyrics

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Various Artists - Randy Orton II lyrics

Yo! All I cee is styles that is make believe Your process is processed you fake with cheese Yeah The Sun King sing, we can crossover and break your knees Come with power that can quake the seas Stay with Queen that respect the tea regimen, l.i.ps is medicine Plus the dressing taste better as soon as I put the lettuce in Y'all look like you make fashion questions, what statements did you fail to test in? It's funny how life works, use to be bullied by cool kids Lived depressed doing a fools bid But now I'm getting it and they all some drug addicts and low life's And now I only trip when I blow dice Life ain't a b**h once you destroyed the panties And when you pay too much for disappointment you hug and run like its Floyd and Manny Stay away from sour situations like you avoiding candy, I can't be denied you know the boy is dandy I got 39 ways to break it down like Degeneration X Bust one like celebration s** Test I find devastation next Let us bring the wreck What else do you suggest? And I don't do club appearances I do "smoke bud appearances" …and there's a thud to any scrub whose hearing this I bring the crud to whatever fear insists Check me out I have let my presence be known Set it in stone, old prophets read it in poems I don't have no idea of success Because that comes when happiness is manifested in every one of my breaths And my sight cees peace, take flight upon the reach for opportunity to love unto peeps Get it? No consign needed Maybe from the Dali Lama, but even that probably causes drama But whatever right? Most cats rhymes styles is never tight So I come to commence Stepped out the mud in the trench, saw my blood on the bench Blew the earth smoke to cover the stench Wiped my eyes let the rain hit my skull Pushed out the hole like whoa... Like whoa... Like whoa? Like whoa... The King of Matthew the King, let me run it past you Showed me how to give my Cinderella the gla** shoe I'm past due but still mad cool Trust me on that Let's go beyond fact and carry out some Treacherous acts Laid flat, the concrete built foundation on the spine Broken trees seemed to always crack while playing on the vines That's metaphorical and historical. Trust me I don't cop pleas for bargains I really plant seeds in the garden Of a wise dome I arise inside the mind Give light and surprise drones Not those of the flying machine but of a dying regime A message that is unlocked and is probably clean Untouched like Collections track 18 nope-nineteen Good save, was about to say I break spleens and slice things But those just some rhyme just because words Why do that when I can cause words to ma**age nerves King of Maria the Queen, the royalty in service Not of certain rule but of purpose My earth is the sole woman that rose me from the dirt and wiped my eyes clean As a f**ed up little boy and as a high teen Made sure I arrived mean with a kind swing I love my sun and my moon, the reason for the love that I bring Yall can take me for granted, but just please have the patients That ain't no subliminal line, that's a general statement That's to anyone bumping, this please be aware that I always got the peace to release and share Weather Madison Square Garden; underground clubs You know I got nice vibe of love And truthfully, f** a competition; it's an illusion and superstition When you compete you are useless victim, Truth is risen When I bring words of new existence it exudes the rhythm Renew description of improved precision I crack the words out like an eggshell and your head swells Especially when they absorb taste and are read well I use to cast myself upon a dead spell, now I'm refined Moved out the anger and the questions of a protected design And I don't do club appearances Oh sorry I Brittany Spears that one didn't I? A silly guy, rhyme like Biggie on a Phillie high Use to wave to broads like telling Philly hi Illin and spillin and k**in You can have those for free I like to rhyme unexpectedly Con ÿø eso mami dame beso Me gusta tranqilo perro me gusta s**o Como se dice tequila I don't like that sh** I like amaretto please so get over it b**h And I'm not talking to a female, that's another general Being a b**h ain't got nothing to do with your genitals Don't play the part you can't remember your lines with Adaptation; you gotta change with the times kid And when you don't erase ignorance once a day You get jumped and left slumped away, scream at me Actually petrified, set to lie as of an exercise Create the portion grab an extra size Now I'm the metaphysical mentor, I left the thin drawer of hate Time to restore the fate and score the pouring the gate Escape, unlock my mind and erase The time continuation, we are really floating in space Check the books for the grace, but we have it and are selfish And create distraught feelings that will always leave us helpless But what's that gotta do with a rap and a kid? That spits from the art and doesn't spit for the cribs Hell yeah I want the dough and the sauce and the cheese But I don't count on it emotionally down on my knees I got fees for free things, please don't get twisted This was suppose to happen way before I existed Twisted fiction this dimension of thought Creates an extension of a tension and exhaust Frost bit at the loss, the cold wind blows in From the west the war was won now on the east coast I goes in People have insecurities that they froze in No heat for the party, because snakes too can grow skin And shed skin, always a guess on whose brethren Don't matter when I inscribe ill rhythms in a led pen Matter fact I wanted to correct a lot of you chumps So I rewrote they raps in a red pen I'm scientifically off balance but spiritually fit You too can be this way when you hearing me spit It ain't to the account of weather you dig it or not But understanding is the key to the lock, measure the knowledge I drop Every which way they turning up and shutting down Walk the street with a strutting frown A huge joke like a cutting clown When they laugh when they cry don't matter, it's a funny sound I have yet to un-impress myself. Bold as control B Try your very best but never once will you control me I hold heat without the strap or the fifth You know Maxx exist because of the fact of this I have been sent to linger around like an in-scent And release any tension you bend with I'm kin to you because of our matching intestines Woman or man, we're human, with a loving investment Let's exercise what we can do the best From Staten Island to Budapest, we have the clues to test Anyone living with a fearful stroke Of vibration, I cee it as a cheerful joke Provoke yourself to get out of the trench like I did So much sight came when I brushed the dust off my eyelids Mind control tyrants, they rule the world And to them we all fools and swirls Of unadjusted victimization Stick up the patrons? Or live with salvation and modification. Customization. Alleviation Stop breathing in a sea of hatred I cee the patients and succeed with Greatness, face it I top off the mountains of placement Make the vacancy ancient then fill up the soul That's what I got when I climb out the hole, word up Still do the best I can Still move through treks of sand Still groove respect You still shoot the tech to jam Glued to a necklace and an extra hand Jewels, fake people plotting on your next move, who's who in this messed up plan? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know But my theory is to let them show any hole That they have in their arsenal They ain't gonna buy you time when their cart is full, so all you gotta do is just part and pull I cee the ways of good living and I start to drool The sun revolves around my body cuz my heart is proved To be insignificant, besides pumping my blood I'm telling you right now that is not the center of love There's more to it than that, so I will leave you with this Peace, love and happiness is the reason why we exist b**h