T.S.H.K. 3 - Mr. Sammy Ragenate by ABach Lyrics

Acute, meant delusion, steeze, doo and a blueprint
Rid soon, bruise, cloos, read to the fruit then

Read the fruit then


One man job, what task is stoppin him
Our tap dance star, passions, darkened it
Tarnish his image, id' slip small pics, boche is, kids kits in arms width

Far midst mist, mid targs, missed targets
Get farns, farn farn, fern gone since-
Fern yearn for, garnish, ferd you're wrong, it dis, and spin, sense Paul, turns body

Ain't a clue what you get, yup, the proof then
Faded roof, young vision, stick up, a Rueff then
In luff with music, muses with muse, -ic, fued from the few who'd give what just you'd get

Suicide verge, cotch, the kill ov, the bible
Sick die thought slow, ill from the time mourned-
More, vide guy's soul tight fill, python
Armored whip, ditch block, cross of my, his mind go
Trickier than Mrs., Ms is the whole eye, want
Luck finds love, doves sniped, 'fore white glow
Pint for the wine, gross point five, my blood
Pin thoughts, fike like both, but find one

Hunger in my best, better doesn't cut it
Stuck in weather grim, test for the covenant
Bent kicks at a boot for thee sole entourage
On two met at a wall, there turned wasn't then