
T- Minus Countdown
All ya’ll bitches is going down
Take me?
Can’t take my crown
Mocking birds can’t mock when their ears are bound
Viva la Rebellion
T- Minus Countdown
All ya’ll bitches is going down
Take me?
Can’t take my crown
Mocking birds can’t mock when their ears are bound
From Babylon to Zion
To Babylon and back again
Break from all your suffering
Then turn around and fall again
What a blasphemous twat she is
Mother of swine
Herder of pigs
She thinks she’s so special
Her bountiful trough
Legs wide open to all of her flock
She rivals Mount Zion with her two-timing beast
Luring peasants with wine-and-dine feasts
My trigger finger swollen I’m jonezin I got my mind made up and my money on my own plan Now who’s holdin? I got no nac for these jiggaz who don’t get it til the aftermath