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Woorden: Magnolius. Tinman Sangue.

Derek D:Yeah I used to constantly babble on like back and forth (now)/ I only travel on the path of heart (how?)/ Lonely and battling this evil that Ia??m in go go go go get outta my face, dona??t need you I need food/ To keep moods from flashina?? into disasters naturally/ Might earthquake and typhoon you/ If I dona??t get a full spoon of love, fight night-type doom, strike like Mike and bite dudes/ Some dudes, they dona??t give a fuck about your suffering, nothing brotherly, look at all them vultures hovering/ Wona??t fall for another thing, unless ita??s your girla??s ass / Ia??m in love with the way it shook my richter scale, and Ia??m quick to tell you how to: go ahead and kick the pale/ No Lao Tzu for a second, Ia??m still foaming at the mouth, pour me a second

Shan VdP: We cut the cuffs and ropes and found this/ Your luck is up all hope is grounded/ Enougha??s enough, no you wona??t denounce this/ What the fuck do you know about risk-king It all for the passion, a path that might soar/ With the chance that you might land the white horse/ Hey! How you doina??? Umm, oh yeah, sure!/ Let me dance for you on demand like a chore/ I want to be your lapdog, a little trick whore/ Youa??re such an expert, please do tell more/ Tell me what Ia??m doing wrong, and how to write for/ The right type of crowd with a sight like yours/ I wanna know how, put me on the right course/ Ooooh, thata??s good, I never heard that before/ I got views too, but I dona??t want to be a bore/ But would you like to know what I think about yours?/ Suck my dick, and eat my shorts/ Feast on your tongue before your ride forth/ These two tinmen might just slice yours/ Their heart dona??t bleed, they built like cyborgs/ Wona??t think twice to leave you one eye short/ Snatch out the beast, leave out the sidedoor!

It gets crush, they say you gotta have it unless Dust to dust just happened and a mortician must tap-in/


Derek D: Been a while since you felt some love (lub-dub-lub-dub)/ Ita??s been a long time since you hung with the bruvs like what-the-fucka??s-up?/ Either way, the bass in your chest plate is irreplaceable/ Dona??t run around town with a bunch of negative internal levels like a kettle full of venom, ita??s inevitable (boom) better keep the pace and go!

Shan VdP: Hey Mr. Tinman, can you hear me?/ I got this joke and a can of theories/ Just need hand and a man to bury/ Looped and let a loose, you/ And your fellow goons, who/ Get up on the yellow brick to get a better view/ Crews read up on the metal shit and settled for a two/ Whoa??s pulling out the full metal automatic Boom!/ Had ema?? in a panic with a Panoramic view/