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orinoco - lucas ford lyrics

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it was like the -ss-ssination of jesse james
the coward felt many pains
echo through the vacancy of ambition
he couldn’t wait to see his top man missin’
the man who was source of his fandom
has now been scorched by the blast of a magnum
his treacherous actions caused severe depression
no longer felt fearless instead empty and
without a motive nothing to strive for
his life bores the life out of him
when he hangs around his kin
not even a smile a frown surrounds him
it’s like an alternative version where stan lives
you ask how much can a man take?
i ask how much a man can give
to thrive for attention?
living as one of society’s henchmen
but just as disposable as the rest
his facial manner evokes unrest
but he know that if he doesn’t make an impression
that he’s destined to fade into history
this enslavement of misery
wanted an ident-ty and left with no soul
being a coward does not make your chest grow
the most evilest men i guess are cowards
with their never ending quest for power
he was hate infested and sour
cuz of the attention others got
now he can feel his core and his blubber rot
the dead man’s ident-ty was stolen like mr ripley
pretended to be him initially
it was met with applause
but his ego complex was like claws
through his flesh and muscle
the longer he wrestled and tussled
with being someone other than him
only a matter of time before some motherf-cker left him dim
eventually one of the dead man’s supporters
visited him at a quarter
to four in a cafe getting his blueberry m-ffin
the dude was incinedary and rushed him
with a ruger to bury and snuff him
last thing he heard was the turn of the revolver
a poor man’s flamethrower to burn the monster
last thing he heard was the call of his name
but no applause once he falls in shame
poetic justice rhymes for eternity
in the headlines they worded the
k!lling as an “act of revenge willingly, ”
as the coward met death with ease
not even a chance for mercy please
his chance to be a legend flip flopped
the coward known as lucas ford or hip hop
and now his soul has been spilt onto trees
for the backstabbing act of k!lling me

d-mn

- orinoco lyrics

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