1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 It's the ten crack commandments, what? Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke Can't tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, my hustlin' niggas Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas, my triple beam niggas I've

Dionisos, Orpheus, Attis, Osiris Slain now resurrected, shackled now released The centuries of woe have passed away With eternal youth at my command I unleash hell! Cast out ov Egypt were we, with lust embraced serpentine heart Our wrath shalt now shower

All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando We the first ones that came up with the bando Talking ‘bout you got the Act but what they goin’ for I’m bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors Same

I'm your man You lose your way, just take my hand You're lost at sea, then I'll command your boat to me again Don't look too far, right where you are, that's where I am Catch a wave and take in the sweetness You took my sadness out of context At the

Bow down before the kingless throne, When sun is yet to rise. Consume this putrid sphere! Forever and beyond. From long forgotten eons, At sunrise thou shouldst come. Desired for so fucking long. Ascend at my command,

Idolatrine for the debiles and the simpletons Idolatrine for the imbeciles Disciples of the watch awaits at my command Suffer little children to come unto me Suffer little children grant me sovereignty Suffer little, little, princes and princesses

Take me as I am. To those who understand, I extend my hand. To the doubtful I demand Not under your command, I know where I stand. I won't change to fit your plan. Takin' in the view from the outside

White whale, holy grail I think that someone is trying to kill me Infecting my blood and destroying my mind No man of the flesh could ever stop me The fight for this fish is a fight to the death What remorseless emperor commands me I no longer govern my

At my command, Let the blood ov the infants flood the streets ov Bethelehem! Consumed by tongues ov fire Burning like Phlegethon Holy gardens reduced to ash Extinguishing light ov hope Bringing the end ov the days Words ov my gospel scattered

So be easy and free when you're drinking with me I'm a man you don't meet every day Oh my name is Jock Stewart I'm a canny gun man And a roving young fellow I've been I have acres of land I have men at command I have always a shilling to spare Well I