Lyrics:
cuffs
When I'm sick, I don't cough
Receiving laugh by giving fun,
Somebody's best friend for like 4 minutes
My feeling heart giving puns,
Prolly stressing
guys choice of friends
How you spend a set trend
Licking nighties round the bend
He idolised by men and women and men
Even gang ends, all demand them
whip drive by
It's Diaz up on it again, oh my
'Nother new album that's no lie
Thought that was it? I ain't never say bye
You do what tell you you don't
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Urm one thing that
I have come to appreciate throughout making this album is
Is the different forms of love you can get
And I feel like
Everybody is
the beginning of Hell all my friendships fell
I had to focus on myself and make an album when I'm well
I found my best friend after three days lying dead on his
Oh, you did it to me once again my friend
I swear you do it to me everytime
Cause you stay crazy on my mind
Yo you got it goin on (say word),
night with you
You better hold me like I'm
More than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while
We do what lovers do
It matters
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
the world this is what I call living as I ride in my car and I'm
Blinded by the lights that were on the quest
We're running off in the night
Got some
never even called me by my name.
(spoken:)
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song,
and he told me it was the perfect country
attacked in
Camouflage and from that, I got a hint of
The power of lyrics to encapsulate magic
Or to spread alarm
Now I have recorded three albums
A few days
Real love don't have an image
Not magic witness by havin’
Bitches or grabbin' riches
If it's about your own self-validation
You’re bound to fail
Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin' hand an' laughin' (Hahaha)
And thinkin'
settle this
No, you are not my friend, lil bitch
Don't fuck with hoes just like I'm celibate
Album of the year for the hell of it
I say, oh my, oh my, oh
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
When the going gets tough, the tough get going
In any season whether sunny or it's frozen
My friend, do you remember?
My friend, do you remember?
I guess i gotta see you again
Cause now you’re just a friend of a friend
You’ve seen those photo albums buried in my room
Laughed with my mom about
and you can suck it
It's another offensive punk song
By another offensive punk band
On another offensive punk album that you can't understand
If we fall
and you can suck it
It's another offensive punk song
By another offensive punk band
On another offensive punk album that you can't understand
If we fall
and secondary
'Cause I seen my friend and brother get married the same weekend
Meanwhile, me and my girl are barely even speaking
Man, new beginnings and harsh
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