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Tool Flood

Here comes the water. All I knew and all I believed are crumbling images that no longer comfort me. I scramble to reach higher ground, some order and

Here comes the water. All I knew and all I believed are crumbling images that no longer comfort me. I scramble to reach higher ground, some order and

Here comes the water. All I knew and all I believed are crumbling images that no longer comfort me. I scramble to reach higher ground, some order and

flip the whole bird mama cookin' out the pots Keep the tool in my hand 'cause we get it 'round the clock Untangle few knots but we still flood the blocks

We dare y'all to say somethin' You can sit and watch and gamble around Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown I dare y'all to say somethin' Before we flood

there, but for the grace of God, go I It's kinda neat I wonder what it means I rock a jam for love, I quit my band for love I'll smack the chrome tool

severe intubation with unsanitized tools Truculently sodomizing corps-icles, making purple raw recta drool... ...Freezing hold... ...Corpse gone cold... ...Cooling blood... ...An icy flood

s course, they're gonna to make a pretty penny And then they're going to hell, he said, "The chickens all come home To roost", Malcolm forecast the flood

brown, like dirt to the ground Been lookin for love, now I bubble like suds Others flew sky high, while others were duds Live high up on the hills, to escape the floods