Lyrics:
long we could only talk by phone
We need to be at each other's side
In this life together we ride
747 coming in tonight
747 it's been flying all night
with them 747's
Get high (high)
Gonna kill another six pack just to watch it die
Turn the party up, up, up
Turn the party up, up, up, up
We
tried to make him flinch, it ain't scaring him
Annihilate and bury em
When Bryant fishing for some buckets it feels like aquariums
Comparable to 747's
swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea, like me she had a dream to fly
Like Icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
face to see
To be goin', goin', goin', gone
To that place prepared for me
Have you made your reservation
We're gonna leave here by and by
Have you made
The wires came down
And the streetlights suffered
As the power went out
The radio still chattered
I set it by the window
To see if it had guts
swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea, like me, she had a dream to fly
Like Icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea, like me, she had a dream to fly
Like Icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
7:47 in morning and I wake up
Stumble to the kitchen got to fill my cup
Driving in to work but the police car
Man pulls me over say I won't get far
We got a 747 coming down in the night There's a 747 goin' into the night
There's no power, there's no runway lights There's no power they don't know
We got a 747 coming down in the night
There's no power, there's no runway lights
Radio operator try to get a message through
Tell the flight deck
We got a 747 coming down in the night
There's no power, there's no runway lights
Radio operator try to get a message through
Tell the flight deck
We got a 747 coming down in the night
There's no power, there's no runway lights
Radio operator try to get a message through
Tell the flight deck
We got a 747 coming down in the night
There's no power, there's no runway lights
Radio operator try to get a message through
Tell the flight deck
Said my fly like G6 and 747s
And I be raisin' Hell till I
Find my way to Heaven murder in the booth
Definition of a dropped call
My presence so right
to mention stormy weather off season
We're Killing time
by wasting reason
Avoiding signs by making treason
It ain't time for making peace
747's fly up in
I'm not perfect by any means, I roll steady just like the calm of the breeze
cnd I know that you'll be comin' like a 747
Time bomb for the ones
in the city stars crowd the heavens
But look again, they're just satellites and 747's
My cynical side sidles to the fore
But I cut the volume, 'cause
747
Intro
Yuh. I’m T Lae. Blunt Music. Hippy Era. Huh. Who the beat by? (Dante B)
Hook
I done lit up 3 blunts for the world
Thats east
how I hide the hurt
As the road leads cursed and charmed
I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm
A ghost of aviation
She was swallowed by the sky
Or by
So this is how I hide the hurt
As the road leads cursed and charmed
I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm
A ghost of aviation
She was swallowed by
We're feeling little anxiety, we're holding on to the bed
Quiet little, movements, got me creeps
Now by the time, yeah
But I'm feeling low anxiety
fall like motherfackin snow
U know we stay fly , like a 747,
i tell a bitch get up, by like 7:47,
i be hustlin in a week , like 7 outta 7,
how many
the litty sunny sky
Them 747's can't even catch me up that high
This that turn up toronto shit
Queen street
Gonna party all night to these hits
From the Les
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