 Take a little dive in the shallow or spy what do you see?
I see the tortoise and the hare in a rat-race and it fits like a glove under my sleeve,
Just wait 'till then.
Their heads are the heaviest in operation,
You still haven't lost imagination,
You can hear him mouth the whole ending,
Just wait 'till then.
We Marys had ourselves a ball,
Oh yes we did.
We Marys had ourselves a ball,
I must admit.
Hang us,
If there's one thing those limbs cannot do, is hold on to virtue.
Genghis,
You're the type of man to make deals with the Devil, because he can.
Whether a he or a she, put your mouth where your money is.
Are the birds of a feather that clever?
If I knew I'd keep locks, that's a given,
Just wait 'till then.
Their heads cast shadows like skyscrapers.
Just small enough to fit up their asses, to put it all into perspective, with definition.
Hang us,
If there's one thing those limbs cannot do, is hold on to virtue.
Genghis,
You're the type of man to make deals with the Devil, because he can.
Listen to proven guarantees while you're rolling up your sleeves, beatin' on the chest.
But we can keep it in a jar, when it's comin' cats and dogs for days.
We Mary's had ourselves a ball, and I guarantee,
That what they've done for you, they're done for me.
And hang us! Those limbs hold no virtue!
Those told to hold! Project on my cue.
And hang us! Those limbs hold no virtue.
Those told to hold! Project on my cue.
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