The emperor, subjects, and his you all
Napoleon's blew up in his face Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a Yum, gravy lips seekin tongues Price that you pay for e'rybody dumb Green and googly and surprised Brows and lashes, mustaches, fried bride Effort to hit now holla cry pride the opposition forces came to take him back BACK (Always be hounded fella, by the police) Oh-me-oh-me-oh-my, we assume
you probably relate Loud tyrant, now YOU be quiet Husheth, thou dost protesth too Your are on file, take your testament is bupkis I feel Lazarus, steppin out the grave To give reporters of his death, the greatest nay It ain't hear or say, you can see it for own two or get close and feel it if you want to But I know you, you won't and do Seamstress and lies are bustin up your and fingertips on ultra-blister You crossed a good dude now he the ultra-disher Shell fill your old tradition self gun ran in the pad and clipped himself Now your project up leakin over head and the sticky red is seepin Weepin willow goin ape shit homey onlooker shout,"He ain't gon' make it!" The where bullies find God Dumb-ass, he been on the all along Tried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the The brick wall on your cheeks worse than Heavy child I know you wish you tried black air blow craft you can't hijack Yes, but really I Let me aside and let the EMS clean up the drecks gore soak the medics to they own asshole I pray on your soul now BEGONE~! Movin on, to brighter better and more