Write a story about Gargoyles coming to life at night in an ancient land . Winner gets an orchestral piece written about it ! [ WP ]

Flying over town i'm high as a kite 
 
 Ca n't bother with the day, only care'bout the night 
 
 When me and my bros soarin' over concrete 
 
 Finding drugs, finding ass, finding action in the street 
 
 
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 Getting a rock hard boner ai n't hard to do 
 
 When a homo-master-stonemason was what sculpted you 
 
 With a fine ass body and plenty dick to spare 
 
 Bitches taste sweet as honey when im up in there 
 
 
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 We smoke the stickiest shit this side of the nation 
 
 Cuz bud is a religion and we the congregation 
 
 So smoke all you like but you about to get owned 
 
 Cuz only a gargoyle knows how to really get stoned 
 
 
 
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 Running guns, moving drugs is what we do best 
 
 Police try and try to make an arrest 
 
 But they'll never find us unless they look in the sky 
 
 And you know that wo n't happen cuz pigs ca n't fly 
 
 
 
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 But the night times the right time to act nefarious 
 
 And though day time is safer its more dangerous 
 
 To live like a thug which is all we know how to do 
 
 So until the next sunset i must say my adieux
