Caregiver until my operation gets a mole
Morality grey if you wanna keep a throne
Hold down the fort, protect the home
Off a cliff or through a window, you’re getting thrown
Use darkness as a cloak, nothing harmless, make him croak
Twilight is my robe, hangman with the rope
Don’t pity him, this is what he enrolled in
When I roll in I’m looking fancy, like one of the fancy
My house like something from a fantasy
Gold and jewels no matter where you glance
We dance all night to Dance of the Knights
Diamonds blinding as they catch the scant lights of night
No barcodes so no lines getting scanned
No scran, just line after line like a poet’s hand
No scam I’ve got as many grams as you’ve got grand
Drop it over in the Land Rover, my coat made of lambs
I’ve got loads since I extinguished the lamps and took my oath
Deaf until He spoke, deft until he poked my best laid plans full of holes
I was scrimping while you were getting fattened
Smashed you like a smash burger, patty flattened
I started to notice patterns, you look flash in your paddy cap
Then the Paddy got flattened
Had you battered, had your face smashed
Your teeth shattered like nothing heretofore mattered
Too easy to fall, I’m not here to crawl
I’m here to force my way over or through a wall
Looking after a whole crew and resources is exhausting
Nothing I won’t resort to, force you to breathe in my exhaust
You’re chained to the bumper, forced to walk behind the Austin
You changed, blew your own trumpet, now your life is exhausted.
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