Lyrics:
Working on my follow through keeping my knees and wrist bent
Success is on my list I can see it off in the distance
Until then I'll be none the richer
time and space summoning
Something beautiful or dangerous
Love in stereo, you'll all around me
You're ethereal i could breathe your name
Sixpence none
a sixth sense
I'm like a sixpence, but I'm none the richer
Watch your aim
Don't shoot the messenger
I'm just here
Cause I'm blessin ya
Every day is
Kiss Me - Sixpence None the Richer
Kiss me, out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, (swing, swing) swing
talk from a broke adolescent with bigger eyes
But turned richer from how he listened when sitting by
Like this shit is whatever if ever you hit
guns so every weh mi go mi carry one
Man born as a real strong African
Making money yea mi skiller than a magician
Taking over like the Talibans
Hustle
Run For It (feat. Leigh Nash of Sixpence None The Richer)
I can't fight the fighter, I keep losing ground
and I can't hide the hider with you
there's none liked quite like you
And I'm inspired by the ocean's many many treasures
And the sunrise and the sunset, they humble me too
And all sugar
Get it like Sixpence
None the richer
For the things that I do
In my own defense
How you say it
How you say it
No I don't mind
How you say it
How you say
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
I stepped on the left cause rights wrong (wrong)
So what do I do? Resort to friendly games of ping pong and sing a song of sixpence
I'm none
to be my mode of existing
I never put up any form of resistance
There I was none the richer just my sixpence
Now what's the difference what's
but now I fear none
And if you ain't got will I don't give a fuck
Don't start none, won't be none
Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
Only
with
Or none of my shit (none of my shit)
Don't worry 'bout who it is now
Don't worry 'bout if he got kids now
If he's richer than you, slicker
a fuck bout all that bitch You know I'm gone play my part
Put 100 racks up in the loft straight Out that nawf we go hard
Got this F.N. right by my side
If
niggas, that's why I ain't deed (That's why I ain't, oh)
My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (That's why I ain't sleep, oh)
You
to Google
I promise that I'll be richer by the
Time I run back into you, uh
Beef with a rapper? Explain to me how, nigga
(Me, how?) you don't wanna see this K
in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm happy that the streets is back in New York
For you rappers, I carry
in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm happy that the streets is back in New York
For you rappers, I carry
about none of yall cliques
Im up and ill still try to catch you slip
I do this shit for fun Ill slap a bitch
Disrespectful, fuck it i want all the smoke
I
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
You believe it when they tell you
One lie followed by another
Have you ever stopped to think
Could it be that, you're too stupid to ever understand
A man I had some niggas run up on me you feel me
Ask me what the fuck I'm about
Fuck nigga I dont give a fuck about none of this shit
Ion give a fuck
you're stalked by the hunter of the fronter,
Who's size five and sexy.
Quick, they catch your body and another one next week.
Huh it doesn't matter
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