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Arya Lee - Golden Sword lyrics

Artist: Arya Lee

album: Golden Sword


(Hahaha)
Yeah
I enter the crime scene
You 'bout to witness what I've seen
I'm king, no effort needed to breath in all the hidden signs been
Sippin' the lean when I read in between all the lines screen
The information my mind sinks
I hear voices were raging and fighting
I search in the bottle for the lightning
Connect the acts, expect the fact, I will attack
It's a slaughter, you'll soon understand what I mean
I'm Lee, part time inspector, in fact a
Human lie detector, about to wreck ya
My investigation in this sector detects a
Different kind of Hannibal Lecter
Where the scales at? Ayy
Where's your blindfold? Huh?
Oh, you replaced them
With more swords made of refined gold
I know you afraid that
They now on the payroll
So you think they will pay back
What you've done to them so you say (Uh, uh) "Lay low"
Note red, death wrote
Once everybody is on death row
We'll be left goat
Sucker, you don't even got a legit dress code
Your thoughts wouldn't be a bit less broke, you'll get owned
Let's bust a game of chess with the rifle
Pick your rival, the dark side or the spark light
Make it final, disguise in the name of the Bible
We entitled, we great again, back on a high note
Attack thrones, break their back bones
Cut the cash flow, tell 'em need no black rolls
Facts? No! Distract so
We finna move on with hoods on
'Til the gap grows they'll be soon gone
Where the scales at? Ayy
Where's your blindfold? Huh?
Oh, you replaced them
With more swords made of refined gold
I know you afraid that
They now on the payroll
So you think they will pay back
What you've done to them so you say "Lay low"
Okay, okay, okay, you want to play a game
A race of race, you say
You scared they won't obey today
Tomar' you lose your power, your reign decays
X-Ray is great, investigate without a trace
Display your faked evidence
Getting the innocents sentenced, relentless
To prevent this advantage from ending
It's taught to your little apprentice, horrendous
Duh, you were resistin'
Don't ask why your neck is twistin'
Shuh, cut the bullshit, don't fool me
We need to change the blue print, yours truly

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