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I'm with the liars Babylon, is on fire I don't need protection, should of been sectioned That yutes from the west end, gave us directions To the party, and I love up that jawny She stuck me from early, breaking stones Outside my dome, outside my dome They scratch and moan Skin crawling, and soon to be ballin In abundance I'm with the liars With the liars I don't need protection, should of been sectioned All the nights you crept in Scratch and moan Skin crawling, skin crawling Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it Gotta get it all my life The blind one and the sacrifice Days of Ra, days of triumph King of skivers take me flying Gotta get it all my life The blind one and the sacrifice Days of Ra, days of triumph King of skivers take me flying Take me flying King of skivers take me flying Flying, king of skivers take me flying