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Well we rode our bikes over the battlements
And said our prayers in St. Mary's church
Our kisses were gentle and smooth just like Venetian glass
Jesus hangs behind the glass
Above Venetian doors
His window box boasts crimson flowers
Fresh cut the day before
And you couldn't find a smile
Jesus hangs behind the glass
Above Venetian doors
His window box boasts crimson flowers
Fresh cut the day before
And you couldn't find a smile
I'm at the top
Of The Venetian
Valet the vet
Shit got me speedin'
Ice on my neck
Feel like I'm bleedin'
Chasin' a check
Family eatin'
Who comin' next
a glass for all us
We make the world go round
I see the haters on the floor jocking my swag
I'm popping Ralph Lauren tags and pouring champagne inside
We make the world go ?round
Tell the gangstas to toast to the ballers
We make the world go ?round
And tell the ballers pour a glass for all of us
We
By the Adriatic waters
Venetian sons and daughters
Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars
It was written by a Latin
A gondolier who sat in
By the Adriatic waters Venetian sons and daughters
Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars.
It was written by a Latin, a gondolier who sat in
By the Adriatic waters
Venetian sons and daughters
Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars
It was written by a Latin
A gondolier who sat in
By the Adriatic waters Venetian sons and daughters
Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars.
It was written by a Latin, a gondolier who sat in
By the Adriatic waters Venetian sons and daughters
Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars.
It was written by a Latin, a gondolier who sat in
from distant Rome,
Rare "blue and white" Venetian finger-glasses,
Rich oriental rugs, luxurious sofa pillows,
And everything that isn't old, from
the parthenon in ancient greece
was completed in four three eight bc
venetian mortar destroyed in a day
every roman before a slave
all the marbles
Blood drips down venetian blinds
I cut myself on the glass I grind
I'm on my knees on the floor|
Carpet stained with whiskey and blood
I don't
Life's a masquerade
My Venetian harlequin
Diamond eyes obfuscated
Obsidian wonder
From ash is whence you came
Millennia lost in space
Like a Pompeiian
worthless
Perception is key it's all in how you work it
Lost in madness or trapped in a beautiful mind
So quick to Change the view in the room like venetian
exile out with Venetians
Carpe diem, seize the day, don't let an hour pass
My niggas moving cautious but treat each moment like our last
Life is sweet
float, Sail, then boat like Venetians and Polynesians in waves
All kinds of hordes, trying to find Remorse for being the reasons Families whinin more
Than
off the drank and a yercy, he moving slow now he speaking sloth
Im blowing dank and its earthy you see the clothes this venetian cloth
Steam a nigga
different
Not sure the reason why
In bed I saw it fall behind the gaps
Of my bent and pretty much
Worthless venetian blinds
I rolled toward your side to
Well
and try hard
To remember
The feeling when I was little
And you'd toss me in the water
Raindrops dissolving
On the glass of the skylight
Glinting memory
let's hit the strip and smash
Bright casino lights bouncing off the tinted glass
Pull up to the Caesars Palace, pour Louis in the glass
Bartender
weeks goodbye
on the right side one last hour glass time let it pass by
if its my shirt then its all hers reasons to come back after
ya got my mind but we
We were steamin' at the seams
and the scene seemed like in dreams
Pressed close behind the tinted glass
as the cop's headlights scrolled past
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