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act iii (the death) - foster cazz lyrics

the crime you two planned was indeed perfect. if only the victim was alive and the murderers were not. it’s a pity you didn’t know when you started your game of murder…

… that i was playing too

[?] yeah yeah
[?] yeah ah yeah

dawn and drizzie [won’t see] us comin’
mopin’ and whinin’ i’m really offended
k!llin’ the king that ma built in my head
look up and realize i have ascended
boy, boy, be a d*mn savage
peter pan have us
sick of jumpin’ out the window, b*tch
low, low, when the self*esteem vanish’
you can see all of me now i’m your daddy

but f*ck you expect?
i am romance i am dead
hot hands with a tat
flow dance with a branch
[by am neck]
i’m only [shoddy information]
with roses, a message you can’t intercept
[i’ve had it, just can’t, and i’m slangin’ with bats]
so planets collide when our fingers connect
you can check
the man in the mirror be standing
correct [if our plan’s in a fact]

hey i can see through you, the vudu is clear
i am the devil’s elect, i am the [recruit*me mayor]
[in the cooper dash, i shoot n*z*r] with the supernatural
in the grass i’m playing with medusa’s head
what’s real and what isn’t?
the whole world isn’t and i’m bookin’ with it
take a page from me if you’re lookin’ in it [mine]
i promote euthanasia from youth to the youth to the youthless living
i can prove my winnings doing what i can, god giving
on the tube and the tele when our fans got spendin’
and [the d*mn box style] all the competition with it
laptop and the chair’s still spinnin’
on the news line headings
all up in the game crime*ridden
cryin’ when i drop lines made sittin’
[cold dealin’ pop filling] with a blue ribbon
putting our feelings in a safe
i don’t think you can relate
but i don’t think you can debate it
we are just buying supplies
and atheists running with [avian mileage] we made it
made it from baking the housing in hades
and we are descending, the heavens with all in my head
i am all in my head, am i crazy?
i’m on a diet of hiding from people
but people are dying to try out the latest
these b*tches are breaking my neck
stab in the back, to do it almost too easy
i know i should pack then go
ooh heart is heavy i know that i’m ready
for you to just lead me
’cause then you will see me on tv
wonder why everything, anything happens
i wonder why anything, everything happens
i finally just figured that sh*t just happens

good evening

- foster cazz lyrics

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