Lyrics:
about dreamin', it's real all the way
The world's made to order, here's how it feels
Mine and I'm movin' it
Now it's for real
Let down, be gone
Run
shit in order y’all
Feel me
Yeaa you gotta keep yo shit in order
This oh Lloyd coming from the border
Feel me you know that we made to order
We made
Shorty made a order I'm the ice cream man
I feel like the ice cream man
I feel like the ice cream man
I feel like the ice cream man
Shorty made a order I'm
of fashion
She is in today
But she is next season's has-been
A cultural canvas for critical fodder
A woman today
Made to order
She learned as a young girl
up my eyes
I've had enough of made-to-order lies
Now the time has come for me to realize
I'm getting tired of living daydreamed lives
That night I
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain
I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave
Better get an army 'cause
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain
I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave
Better get an army 'cause
(Scream into) I Said (I said) we're already dead
Plagued with divine disorders
I Said (I said) we're already dead
Malady's made to order
It doesn't
what I need.
And Those Wrinkled Lips,
Smoked Stained Fingertips,
I want Hot Stuff, made to order,
Girl you got me begging please.
Likes to Act Tuff,
Turned America's madness
Telling you who
Who is who you
Ubiquitous two
Drops of solvent
Slip in between you
Colorful too
Made to order
Creepy store
waves in the water
This a slaughter made to order
Turn to dust then get rolled like a dollar
Snort you up like you stand on the corner
Hold up
Wait
because y'all paying attention
I said that I ain't prestigious by accident
Sacrifices were made in order for me to get where I am
If it isn't my concern
blood made me order a lift
Chauffer
I'm a weed addict and I'm an entrepreneur
Too smart to a check
Aint no rocks on my neck
And my cuban is steel
If you
Angelina,
His ‘little darling angel’
And I tell him that I promise
That I will always fly to his side
And in our little corner
An Eden made to order
How we
on the streets,
Corbyn forms another clique,
Empty brains make perfect blinds,
Education's on decline.
Mystic Magic on the corner,
In a bottle made to order.
I
fools like lovers, smooth like butter
Hey, look, if you made an order, then go over to the stove
Open up that Kodak, ride up that road
Open up that soda,
martial drag
Constant conflict, war for profit
Filling their coffers and lining their pockets
New disasters, made to order, shedding blood on barren soil
clippety cloppin' along
There's a letter full of sadness and it's black around the border
A pair of boots for someone who had them made to order
A Bible in
had them made to order
A Bible in the pack for the Reverend Mr. Black
Get along, mule! Get along
Get along, mule, get along! (mule train)
you I knew you were the devil's daughter
You came on like a river, doin' all the things you oughta
You're a self made women, baby, not a made-to-order
had them made to order
A Bible in the pack for the Reverend Mr. Black
Get along, mule! Get along
Get along, mule, get along! (mule train)
Here's some news that'll get you
It's made to order for you
I just bet it's-a suit you
Follow up these red-hot blues
Grab a taxi and go down
Once I got stuck on a sweet little German
And oh what a German was she
The best that was walking
Well what's the use talking
Was just made to order
Here's some news that'll get you
It's made to order for you
I just bet it's-a suit you
Follow up these red-hot blues
Grab a taxi and go down
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