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vaughan 'jester' edward - quiet storm (freestyle) lyrics

we got the catholics, muslims & christians prayin who the f-ck would make us
molly gave me devil ash, i made her take angel dust
she was heaven sent to k!ll off these slags, i was h-ll bent on rapin’ these sluts
we’re like unscripted medication, you still don’t know how to take us
i’m the pain in your -ss, she’s the ache in your nuts
if you looked ahead, you would’ve notice were dangerous
bonnie & clyde, how the f-ck could they mistake us
more like ian & mira, i told you c-nts to upgrade us
stray jacket in a padded room couldn’t strain us
got the kids hangin’ in the womb, go ahead blame us
this is the outcome of anji mixin’ ecstasy with shrooms, were almost f-ckin’ famous
look at the sheets on the death bed there stainless
i write to nirvana beats my heads brainless

- vaughan jester edward lyrics

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