Oleg's Flight Lyrics

The Alchemist

This is dedicated to you, the half way crook, poking bitches on Facebook,
The same lane with the chains took.
I throw flames, let this frame cook,
Black bags and black matches the season
Motherfucker, I don't get mad, I get even,
Burning the devils, let us self regard and then eaten,
Yeah, 20 people in the park, part of my heaven.
We're all here, grisly gang, playing your part better,
I support the rights of arm bear, yeah.
Long stares, I lift you off the lawn chairs,
Nigger, better keep it calm when the dawn's near,

This is cloud rapper for low pack, the nigger fell ass, little wow patch,
A game have it, chain snatching, crown figures, my niggers,
Fuck it with all this stuff, half is getting splashed like a lottery ticket,
I'm stuck in my mission, my nigger.

This is dedicated to you, the half way crook, poking bitches on Facebook,
The same lane with the chains took.
It's only logic that I got to be the motherfucker man,
If you can empathize with me, than you would understand
That I'm an over achiever, a born leader,
I would thought to never ever leave the house without the heater.
And fuck a delly departed, it had a couple leaders while I'm seeking the ceiling
Niggers say that I graduated for steaming, well, maybe not, still California dreaming.
The parking lot's full of empolice and grimace, a couple got spit the swallowing my semen
Shoe box full of dollars for no reason I'm a problem, best believe it,
Vomit like I'm bulimic, over substance supersonic, kind of I'm with the seizures,
Ironic, my competition I watch it joyce, keep it good, and kind
This fast life is Russian Roulette only waiting when if you do it to death.

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