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GEISHA lyrics : "Tak kan pernah ada"

Choose the sword, and you will join me
Choose the ball, and you join your mother, in death
You don't understand my words, but you must choose


So, come boy, choose life or death


The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed tape decks, my own phone sex

Watch out for Haiti (*##$es, I heard they throw hex
Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons
Corner sittin wine ^!$$%z sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon

Cause I be duckin' crazy spades
The kid hold white %#@!, like blacks rock ashy legs
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?

Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin' rum, out of Stanley Cups, unflammable

Noriega, aimin' knives which stay windy in Chicago
Spine-tingle, mind boggles
Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough

Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so
I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth
Built with Ghengis Khan, the wreck suede wiley Don


I judge wisely, as if nothin' ever surprise me
Loungin', between two pillars of ivory

I'm lively, my dome piece, is like buildin' stones in Greece
My poems are deep from ancient thrones I speak
I'm overwhelmed, as my mind, roams the realm

My eye's the vision, memory is the film
Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above clouds
They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd

No matter how loud they get, though they growl and spit
Clutch they fists, and throw up signs like a Crip
And throw all types of fits

I leave em split, like $$# cheeks and ragged #~!!@ lips

Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin' your buildin'

No time to grab the gun they already got your wife and children
A hit was sent, from the President, to rage your residence
Because you had secret evidence, and documents

On how they raped the continents, and it's the prominent
Dominant Islamic, Asiatic black Hebrew
The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled with the Wu

Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu
Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King Cyrus
You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris

Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin' lakes
Of hot oil, it boils your skin, chicken heads gettin' slim
Like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil

Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral
Use the sky for a blanket, stuffin' clouds inside my pillow
Rollin with the Lands, the tribe's a hundred and forty four thousand chosen

Protons electrons always cause explosions

The banks of G, all CREAM downs a vet

Money feed good, opposites off the set
It ain't hard to see, my seeds need God-degree
I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed

I'm on some tax free %#@! by any means
Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit CREAM
I learned much from such with cons who run scams

Veterans got the game spiced like hams
And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn
Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn

Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength
That made me truncate the limp on temp
With the stump, treat his hips like air pumps

RZA shaped the track, ^!$$%z caught razor bumps
Scarred tryin to figure who invented
This unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted

Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues
Cause I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse

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