(feat. Mackenzie O'Guin)
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[Verse 1:]
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Wanna live in my world you have to have a Tech tat
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Preferably the number N9ne and you gotta get it where the back of you neck's at
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Gotta let me know that you rep that, plus get you out of a death trap
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You need it for living cause I'm the king and I'm giving you the permission to get with a no stress pack
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That was ordos at chlorum acuse the old world orders post mortem disfailure inhaling cell and delta
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Watched it swell and swelter, till there was no male in shelter,
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Yes I'm the one that provided ya shell in Hell and held ya
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When your politicians were welters
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So I built this structure just to help ya
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So the communists can come and qwell ya
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They call me the King of Darkness, when I offer you no pain
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Why would they label me heartless, when your love is my cocaine
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And your soul is my rogaine, I have a thirst to know your brain
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When you enter my domain gotta take this number for your name
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But you don't have to drink cyanide, I'm gonna be right by ya side
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If we gotta take that riot ride, on the enemy and defy your side
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Fight for the place we're building, for the preroduction of more children
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Trying to get that number back around 6 billion, I'm gonna rule until then
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Founded this colony like a pilgrim, anybody try to ptnetrate this section or threaten we KILL THEM
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[Chorus: Mackenzie O'Guin]
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What if?
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K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
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What if, he is, what he says he is?
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The King Of Darkness!
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K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
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[Repeat]
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[Verse 2:]
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xes lliw eb yrotadnam yliad ylthgin.
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This, women need to be living by it
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Stay fit n way driven paste it and dye it
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I am the king killer captain crazed frigging pilot
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Giving you these khaki pants and white shirt, that's what you wear on my Earth
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Eliminating your eye thirst to have any kind of desires
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To envy material or admire, my way will extract any type of divider
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I'm offering this wire, understanding of life and tiredly blissfully vading friction and fire, cha.
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The number N9ne will get you food, even get you tools
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To build anything your family choose, but within my rules
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All white shoes with red strings for all my crews
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That lets me know you Tech's people listening inside my pews
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All your dreams and aspirations,
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This is the affirmation that you can reach 'em and my world is not a disaster waiting
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The bruises and lacerations no chooses of aggravation
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I'm just try'na rehab a nation from exasperation
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It's not an exaggeration, I'm something more than your blood and gore
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On a level higher than devils or that of Satan
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[Chorus: Mackenzie O'Guin]
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What if?
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K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
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What if, he is, what he says he is?
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The King Of Darkness!
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K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
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[Repeat]
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[Verse 3:]
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When I did "Anghellic" I was good and bad, straight confused
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Then an angel turned to Devil Boy when the Reperation blew
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Them demons had "Absolute Power" when I drug abused
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So the angels searched for the "Vintage Tech" what they found was the love was through
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Then an accident would happen that made life look necessary
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So now receiving God, the angel was 'Everready'
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But the 'Melancholy' strikes, the eleven angels mommy's life
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So the 'Mizery' sat in the angels now becoming ice
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As mom got ill and iller, when it hurts her he can feel her
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To the strain of the pain made him vein there's no more angels straight up KILLER!
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My apologies, it's not very God of me, to go crazy and try to teach the whole world 'Sickology'
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I was then split in two, back to the beginning view
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Angel demon cause the killer showed me death was overdue
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But I gotta live for my kids, all the evil stuff I did
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Taught me to teach you, you can love them no matter how much sluts you did
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Or done, you met my demon back when I had that grudge
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But I gotta let you know most of my spirit comes from up above
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I'm mostly angel, and you know sometimes we fall
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Living under God and I hope he's listening when I say I love you all!
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K.O.D.
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| Tech N9ne |
