I will find out,
I will find out,
a winding staircase confided there are ways to choke time out,
grip my hands around this land of drips and you bet that I will squeeze wine out
Let's get tipsy,
it's the end,
step with me,
like I do,
this way,
that's it,
I'm casting Magick in your audio hole,
the cord to your soul's entwined with my Tree,
Gregree, King of Owls and all else living and dead and I said
I will find out
Then I slither snaked over and under the door of the cell,
who the hell did you think was staying in the cage?
Not me, too ill so I willed the lock
into red goo like I said would do back then and now I'm telling you again,
I will find out
I squeeze blood red wine from the stone cold heart,
this is the art of the deadline,
I said rhymes that were the strongest before and still are
but I was longing for more so I died down,
for I will find out
I'm gonna find out if it's possible to use my God skills via my flow that dons a Royal robe
purpler than kush herb
to see if I could push infinity further,
I just need to figure out how and
I will find out
I will find out,
I will find out,
a winding staircase confided there are ways to choke time out,
grip my hands around this land of drips and you bet that I will squeeze wine out
I'm head hunting and your girl is really something,
her tongue clings to my Magick stick as if my boner was gonna reveal a secret to her,
not sure she deserves it,
I'll know when she blows and slurps it and be sure that
I will find out
I just did,
I busted in her E-Y-E,
I'm notorious for that,
in fact, it's my signature,
your bitch is surely grateful for the pearly faceful,
I laid low underground,
now it's time to go so I vowed
I will find out
I always find what I'm looking for,
I'm cooking for my whole Family,
can it be dinner time already?
I'm winning with deadly force,
torched on my fire pile,
I died a while ago,
rerunning,
memory recovering out of a cloud,
now I will find out
I got it, I have it,
I'm the God in the cabbage patch,
the Rabbit's back,
I'm feeding on orange blood bleeding
from a carrot made of Magick,
my Tribe arrived,
reminding me of my divine Pine clout so now
I Will find out
I will find out,
I will find out,
a winding staircase confided there are ways to choke time out,
grip my hands around this land of drips and you bet that I will squeeze wine out
Signs on the ground,
signs in the sky,
there are signs saying don't look me in the eye,
but they're lying,
I'm not trying to hypnotize or hex ya,
I'm showing you how to locate the exit,
so open your eye and you will find out
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