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letra de the breakfast of monarchs - wc-drs

verse 1:
stole some grains from thres grizzlys’ pantry
bought ripe tangerines from the stor-age
so you know i had to get that juice with my porridge
to start my day sunny delight with them oranges
yet my abhorrent disposition was anything but uplifting
scarce on courage, it was sour to the taste of starving
for i had to muster up seeds, to make ends meet desperately
waistline in profundity of the poverty line, owing back 3 g’s
if money does indefinitely grow on banana leaves
then the structure of empires solely rests on palm trees
explains how i couldn’t hear anymore aboriginals screaming
as the peninsula gusts distracted me, while settling the scenery
perhaps why this setting has never smelled this pristinely clean
have to say this aroma is indeed quite crustacean than crabs be

hook:
as such is the breakfast of monarchs
animalistic f-cks, feasting on the weak
like it was the ides of march
turning the streets marinara into the colosseum of italy

verse 2:
i’m a such creeper so hidden in view i live under your feet
that spot where your fruity bare -ss
soles of ya hipster slides and the san deigo sunshine meet
shadow metamorphosis, sneak up inside of you
absorb your embodiment, intrinsically for soul raping
just like those girls who’s cries never got heard
subsequently golden showered one by one
while each got low key unluckily charm f-cked by r. kelly
i have a hammerhead and piranhas for carnivorous testis
they’re chomping more than safari lions with mad cow disease
ridden by barbarians from the bloodline of the donner party
devouring and f-cking all these pink panther
saccharine aubrey graham cracker candy wrappers, everyday
in this thirsty food chain, like it’s hometown buffet
hungrier than undead hungry hungry hippos
on thanksgiving, so you can call me gluttony

(hook):

- wc drs

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