Lyrics:
There are hunting dogs
A bat eared fox
A jackal with stripes
And hyena spots
Down through the ages
They can do what they can
But only Inja the dog
through
Can't seem to shake it and
I know it's been a year
But part of me is hoping
That our page is dog eared
Your voice still echoes in my favorite
If you hear me scream
You're in my territory
And don't you fucking dare come near me
I'm sharp-eared, crow's eyed
Soul guide, gold-tier main
God decided
Our stories end here in his dog eared diary
As I lay here dying I've been
Dreaming of how I could right it
Make our peace but God decided
Yea we here now nigga
What up Moot
They thought I wouldn't make it but I'm here
God helped me I done overcame all my fears
Big eared nigga go off
the single malt behind
Took a pill to sleep, but in my dreams
You, I'd always find
I ate up the box I put you in
Un-dog-eared the pages, pulled out the pin
I
Rusted and ropy.
Dog-eared old copy.
Vintage and classic,
Or just plain Jurassic:
All words to describe me.
Relaxed in the knowledge
That
and floppy-eared dog
Boomer to pick up the mail
He runs to put on his pajamas before bedtime
He even runs to the side of his bed before kneeling and saying his
over
The people still there
There's a dog-eared page
The book is wide open
For interpretation
And the band still plays
That ain't all she wrote
No, no,
on my bed of flowers
Room for just one
Golden eared friend can stay till the end
'Cause he will always come
Why do people think others are flawed
Just
found
Got a dog-eared roadmap, yeah she's there when I lose my way
Both the song I sing and the price I pay
Ski slopes dusted with a fresh powdery layer
a harp
Electric bulb been out for years; Freezer fumes feed the gas tears
Cheese in the corner with a mile-long beard
Beggin' blue bread dog-eared
a harp
Electric bulb been out for years; Freezer fumes feed the gas tears
Cheese in the corner with a mile-long beard
Beggin' blue bread dog-eared
Weird bird, bug eyes
Long-eared, plump thighs
I'm only trying
Please tell me why
Life is a lie
Hm, hm, hm
Hm, hm, hm
Hm, hm, hm
You'll find something to curl up with
Though dog-eared and slightly foxed
Lady, do I have a story that I could tell you
And every other word of it is
your life?
Or am I just a dog-eared page
In the margins of your mind?
I've been trying to set aside
All the howls and the cries
So saccharine
The honey
Leaning from the corner
Of a dog-eared, yellowed page
Staring at your ghost, I know
It's all that I can take
And I know it's coming back again
Over
Seventeen years in a dead end job
Telling his dreams to a deaf eared God
Hanging on tight by a single thread
Praying for a change
Everything you
behind the eyes
There was a garden here
Not five years ago
Is this how your story goes
The dog-eared pages tell me so
Put your cold feet
On the concrete
Flop era, everything dog eared, neoteny
Young soul, yet the mind's grey as a hound
Quarter life, quartz stone, tetrahedral silica
I let go of my
said "it's chili outside" go grab the heater
Aye bitch ion' got time for no dumb hoe
Niggas is nosey and big eared, fuck a dumbo
My niggas chasin a bag,
I old, am I blossoming, bellowing or bold
Am I caught in a fairy tale nobody told
Where my pages are turning, they're dog-eared with folds
And they're
Dog-eared pages across the globe
A collection of stories untold
Can anybody unwrap this soul
A collection of stories untold
Dog-eared pages across
take it slow
Hitting my town
I’m ain’t play in a role
Shoot those a** up
Stripper, money and h***
She’s asking for me
Since she eared me at the show
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