paroles de chanson Will Darkness - Chester Watson

Yo,
So I′m in the forest with a broke ankle,
While daughter bear pours porridge,
But I swear that it didn't do shit for my hunger,
And so I′m still starving,
Still pondering pot it is, a shrill carvin',
Ballet slippers indented with more than real arches,
Mind eye shriekin' and sharper than six steel archin′,

And I′m related to him but I'm still the ville′s larvae,
Trapped in the wilderness call me Will Darkness,
Borchers got sanctioned by curse that,
Led me to believe that I'm eviler than the first match,
That classified the Devil′s rebellious army as fallen,
And the,
Stone monsters is still callin', my name,
Print cursive and always spill margins,
It′s a shame that the tall shamans are still bawlin' from,
The bad critiques that they all got from the drill sergeants,
Figure so sleek his pockets could feel larger,
Than a 5 bar clan that's mockin′ the Ill′s armour,

No, No, No, fuck that,
Not with it, hot medic jams just to talk,
Spittin' Ox with his prophetic plans
At least in the Chinese Zodiac,
Flow so heavy pickpocket it, it will throw you back,
Out the window with the Narcotic in the forty sack, a quarter is like a quarterback,
He hortin′ more hoes than the mustang wrench,
The swish been worked like a bloodstained branch,
And the welshman like a hurt but the cut stays red,
Well if I bled that,
Pneumatic anatomy so it sheds black,
Yeti make-up, the veteran's lace gut ruptures,
Rap faggots get mad hattin′ for fake lustre,
Probably spit Busta as venom as a cliché,
And I wish bitch trippin' cause her weed fray,
Steve J, iPhone moments that he get replayed,
Mind is my mountain, is golum,
Donuts with weed glaze,