Durins Bane

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    I had ate so many nights, I'm becoming skinny fat
    I had ate so many nights, I'm becoming skinny fat
    I got rice, Granola bars, Fruity Loops and Apple Jacks
    You-you and me might never click, but most def' we gonna clack
    If you keep saying my name, Terminator: I'll be back
    (Promise you, I'll follow you)
    (Promise you, pro-promise you I'll follow you)

    Fucked up
    Touched down, Balrog whip, I'm pulling up with sick
    Going through putrescence as I'm searching for the essence
    Automatic, I do it effortless
    Tense driply, Fresh prince fit
    Ask yourself this: Who are you to question it? (Who are you?)
    Shoes have the spikes on them, I'm not going on hikes in them
    Crazy fabrics, and the hair do look like silk (crazy)
    She's my little princess, I will never lose my interest (nah)
    Invest in your business, fuck it, I'll buy your whole Pinterest (boards)
    This niceness, I cannot settle for less
    Check mate, mate, but I'm not playing chess (no, I'm not)
    What you're talking 'bout? I'm not hearing that
    I'm mixing up the medicine, put no fear in that
    If you wanna get down bad, there's no shame in that
    If I find something to blame, best believe I'm blaming that
    Willy Wonka, if you wanna, I'll pull rabbits out the hat
    I'll be playing hard to get, on this guitar, no strings attached
    If I did pass y'all the game, now I'm saying give it back
    Me, I'm living as a dog, but I'm nine lives pussy cat
    Going 4D in my mind, I'll draw up a tesseract
    Spitting way too many words, you can swim in what I spat (drain)
    Fuck a Mic, I want a life, switch it up for battle axe
    I'm a Jack of many cards, I'm a master of my craft

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    I had ate so many nights, I'm becoming skinny fat
    I got rice, Granola bars, Fruity Loops and Apple Jacks
    You and me might never click, but most def' we gonna clack
    If you keep saying my name, Terminator: I'll be back

    Fucked up the touch down, Balrog whip, I'm pulling up with sick
    Balrog whips, I'll take you to the abyss
    Red light gains in the mirror look like Zyzz
    A cold gets cold, at the top like Everest
    Evil eye of the crest, never rest
    I put designer vest on my fucking chest like a wrestler
    Got a lot of hate in your heart, let it fester
    Holy nothing, but I respect the vessel
    Let me make this iceberg effort
    Titanic, she both pretty and petite
    Ask her if she wanna be with drain, of course she did
    Cinderella fella, yeah the shoes a perfect fit
    This is what you get if you're lit

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