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All Hail Vagina Video (MV)




Performed By: KaOus aka Whisper
Length: 2:50
Written by: M Pye




KaOus aka Whisper - All Hail Vagina Lyrics




You're not supposed to smoke and rap, but f*ck it
Let's smoke and rap!

Haha! Yah!
Bastards!

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

Creation manifested
Oblivious to spiritual testing
A body for the soul's protection
Mind over matter
Remember where you're from
Extra clips, loaded guns, peaceful beings, run your funds
Smoking weed, rolling up
Trying to leave, but we're stuck
Sour D., peek above the outer wall

Pessimistic is how they view me
And they can't really see what a nigga doing
Hard-headed, ain't no talking to me
Too many biased opinions

You feeling a type of way influences what you say
And niggas be wanting me to listen to them
Golden keys dug from the ruins of personalities that's bitter
Once a quiter and see themselves in me
I get you're confessing sins, but why you telling me
I got my own agenda

You're trying to live a 'once was'
That opportunity you slept on
Move out my way! I'm next, Bro!
Maybe in your next life you'll be successful

Why you hacking nigga?
Cock-blocking ass...
Every time we get the ball, you call-to-pass
You're so scared to fly, look at you falling fast

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

Creation manifested
Oblivious to spiritual testing
A body for the soul's protection
Mind over matter
Remember where you're from
Extra clips, loaded guns, peaceful beings, run your funds
Smoking weed, rolling up
Trying to leave, but we're stuck...

LOOP
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You're not supposed to smoke and rap, but f*ck it
Let's smoke and rap!

Haha! Yah!
Bastards!

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

Creation manifested
Oblivious to spiritual testing
A body for the soul's protection
Mind over matter
Remember where you're from
Extra clips, loaded guns, peaceful beings, run your funds
Smoking weed, rolling up
Trying to leave, but we're stuck
Sour D., peek above the outer wall

Pessimistic is how they view me
And they can't really see what a nigga doing
Hard-headed, ain't no talking to me
Too many biased opinions

You feeling a type of way influences what you say
And niggas be wanting me to listen to them
Golden keys dug from the ruins of personalities that's bitter
Once a quiter and see themselves in me
I get you're confessing sins, but why you telling me
I got my own agenda

You're trying to live a 'once was'
That opportunity you slept on
Move out my way! I'm next, Bro!
Maybe in your next life you'll be successful

Why you hacking nigga?
Cock-blocking ass...
Every time we get the ball, you call-to-pass
You're so scared to fly, look at you falling fast

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

All Hail Vagina
I got yanked out of one and ever since I've been trying to
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!
Be with the Gods!

Creation manifested
Oblivious to spiritual testing
A body for the soul's protection
Mind over matter
Remember where you're from
Extra clips, loaded guns, peaceful beings, run your funds
Smoking weed, rolling up
Trying to leave, but we're stuck...

LOOP
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Writer: M Pye
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