Lyrics:
digits of what the suits gave us
Snatched from the cradle Kane without Able
Surrounded by con men and wishy washy fables
My father made me in his image so
his brains all showing
How my man say on sight but he ain’t in sight
Are you fucking joking
(Fucking joke)
Wrapped up who
Das TT loud bro what are
limousines. The sun
danced on the chromium. Slant eyes drowning
in the light. Lights turned red as elbows jabbed,
voices snarled and luck turned sour, Children
some jive
There was pills of every colour on the shelf
Like skittles from hell
She rang the bell and a guy walked in
With a splintered peg leg
mo I keep on cumming
Body's dropping like I'm laying carpets
Sole of my shoe changed colour on me
Bloody tint like they're red bottoms
Cannot afford so
then come tango with me
Flex up
It's Dae and it's Lan3 and we next up
You made a mistake when you pressed us
Cause we always aim from the neck up
Flex up
children in a haunted submarine-hospital driven by an ethereal moanin' friendly jellyfish secretly carrying evil intentions”
“The state of flowing, in
cant you ever leave me here every day huh
Wait, oh, am I seeing red
I'm really sorry but I wish I could stay in bed
I hate my life cos I spend my days
been on dropped off in the jungles
Tan Khakis, red bandana wrapped around your knuckles
Me and my brother used to dip down in 'Shaw
Stopped
don't give a fuck, bout the things you accomplish
I live in Texas, where we got snakes by the dozens
Truth be told, I only like three of my cousins.
Momma
The gardener standing by
Three offers he made to me
The pink, the violet and red rose
Which I refused all three
Which I refused all three
The pink's no
The gardener standing by
Three offers he made to me
The pink, the violet and red rose
Which I refused all three
Which I refused all three
The pink's no
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Mister moonlight
Trying on clothes in the dressing
Room of Ralph Lauren
Ivo took off his slacks looking in the
3-way mirror he realized he was hard
Could it be
bitch, call it too short
2 iPhones 3 prepaid
Lil' momma phone last night call in
And ask for a replay young made nigga
With them billion dollar plans
back wit her
3 years for carryin a loaded handgun
but its forever wit a nigga
(ch-ch-blouw) and he lands one to yo cranium
That red dot on your forehead
around my house, three blind mice
Get lost in this muthafucka
But I never get crossed in this muthafucka
Rottweilers at the door!
Dobermans by the pool,
Watching the town go by
Nanna made another Red Sox fan
'Til the day I die
That was back in '65
It doesn't seem like a long time ago
Grandmama keeping
See in this story there's a lot of red paint
But time kept slippin' and made her crazy
And she talked about havin' another baby
The guy was like
my heart in ice
And I left it overnight
I can't be that guy
Start to feel the temperature rise
It was really high
Yeah my skin was red and white
I was
it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush
It's cool, man, got red bottoms on
Life is good, you know what I mean? Like
Uh, hunnid
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
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