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