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False Prophet

Give me all the things I want it is my right of birth
Never say to me I can't and celebrate my worth
Stand there looking up at me and don't you question how
My balls were painted golden oh and don't forget to bow
It's in my blood this purity the rules were handed down
For me to sit above the earth behind my stolen crown
I have the power to feed you all and share my worldly wealth
But I'm so fucking selfish that I keep it for myself



Johnnie
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Antibet
Written by Antibet (Johnnie)
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