Lyrics:
You're hanging there dear
By your arms not your neck
You're not too old, no not yet
Let the heat crawl up your leg
Hanging in the flame
Don't let it burn
called symmetry
But my energy's a rental
So I take this now to say
Thank you, senorita beholding a flame to a lost wick
Thank you James Anthony for
Swag, now watch him cook
And just stand there and look
Have a bonfire with old Harry Potter books
Martians versus goblins, goons versus the crooks
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was
they'll be ignitin' the page
Grindin' on cold nights, puttin' light to the flame
Now there's no flame that can melt the ice in my chain, yeah
I really
plus
Rock his ass like Harry, he tryna size up Stay up in your lane, battling demons
Tryna win and you can't run away Bread, come and get my paycheck
(It's the hocus pocus Harry James)
Break a bitch down 'cause I had to
The Glizz in the cut 'cause I had to
These niggas, they temp', just like
Sounds of music
Are rippling through my head
Harry's in the kitchen
Captain's still in bed
Cause life is just a funny dream
And someday
I'll share
Yeah church, Church
Bottleneck
Dixie land, take me away
To the old farmhouse and the fields of hay
Where the corner store's ran by
A gray haired man
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
and again and again
There’s really no need to contend
Why all of these people
they followin trends
I only rock customs by locals and friends
Don’t tell my mom
where I come from, who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in my car when I drive by
Telling all
This old town, it went up in flames (Flames, flames)
As we get closer in doubt, I can't pull my teeth out again
We weren't ever the same (Same, same)
that got away and never gave my heart back
Aww, and that same ol' flame burns
Like it was burnin' way back
It's burnin' way back
Got a call from
by A Meteorite
The new end of civilization thinking media rite
It's paid for the stories manipulated by the rich
94 nas said life is a bitch
Too old
In Gotham
Yung wrongen in the red hood
Dragging my coffin
Through the forrest of the dead wood
Misunderstood
We are not playing by their books
Why
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
some questions about this story of hate
If I ask them youll never hear the rest of my story so, I'll wait
On these old maps Tartaria is an empire that
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
(La Musica de Harry Fraud)
Verse 1 (Larry June)
I was dipping down the block
My tires were shot
Glanced in my rear view pretty girls behind me
I
getting a little scared but I ain’t gonna crash it
Buy me a house in Tahoe, just to lease it back to my friends and the frenchie
Feeling pretty mad old
on how to perform grooves
Guess I'm increasing my scope by doin' these long zooms
No pawn moves
Got Harry's style, no one direction
They mean mug cos I'm
pain seen my brother in a casket
We was pose to grow get old glory basking
Asking god why?
He ain't die bring him back bottles in the back celebrate with
have me
I been established
cnd I am covered
No longer a savage
I love for my brothers
No Cane and cble
Like in old days
He prepares me a table
Right
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