Mc Lars - Annabel Lee R.I.P. (2012) lyrics

We got EAP in the house tonight, Edgar Allan Poe, America's most romantic love poet. We're taking this back, way back, 1849 style. Hip-Hop? Nah, this is Lit-Hop! It was many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lea And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. But the angels got jealous and they took my queen Now she's gone and I can barely sleep (but her) Mortality, makes her hot, up in the malt shop, our favorite spot I got so lost in her bright green eyes, So tell me why the love of my life had to die? So who's that (who's that) rappin', at my door? Annabel Lee, RIP like Lenore Nevermore should have known d**h would take her out Red lips, sick kiss and I'm lonely now It was tuberculosis, necrosis, I can't focus and I hope this Pain goes away cause all I see is her photo on the wall, Smell her perfume on the sheets, We were so in love, even when she's gone I'll be up in the graveyard singing her songs Like cemetery woman, my cemetery girl Cemetery lady, I want you in my world. [CHORUS] Annabel Lee R.I.P. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than love see I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven coveted her and me. She was gone by dawn should have known all along That we were never meant to be Sadly, I gave her my heart, she gave me her flower Like Romeo and Juliet humping in the tower Every single day every single hour Rumpy in the bedroom, pumpy in the shower So now I pack a shovel and I dig real deep Take a crescent wrench, rip out all her teeth Put 'em in a box, so she'll always be Here with me, let's see probably need some therapy The highborn kinsman stole her from me Chilling and k**ing my Annabel Lee That's d**h, I guess, there's nothing I can do Like Ronnie and Sammie our relationship is through Now every single night, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, My wife and my pride now all I have left Is poetry, memories, sorrow and stress. [REPEAT CHORUS] For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we- They said we were kids but I love what is We were happy and young and so free And so every night, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, That's where she will always be In her tomb by the sounding sea.