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The House Of Venus
easy Arabic flow...
the sands of time spill forth
I've struck oil
I ran around the Earth in search of it
when it was inside me all along
there's a black widow
with a red hourglass on her belly
family, do you see the web she spins?
hungry warriors not complacent in their greed
amphetamine keeps them on point
methadone is slow and easy
we'll march down, down slow
sedated music a wrinkle in time
the rich sit back and laugh
drawing looks from the young bucks
the shell game out of control
vicious pain and shame
pit this one against the other
name and defame this one and that
this mother is insane
not caged she speaks on the waves
singing her song
they hear her
black, black deep space
is my source
I can see there, I want a divorce
family will shelter
a tsunami of pain coming your way
you war with me
for something precious
you can't have it you're a reprobate
I stand true and proud I'm talking out loud
announcing my intentions
Venus is jealous let it have the back break
a slave to my children
the sixth house of the rising sun shelters me
this is more than you can understand
I say this in full control
it's time I stand on my own
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