Lyrics:
poppin out
What you talkin bout I just do my dance they get to flockin now
Ain’t no stoppin now, she gon let me fucc every time you not around
Don’t make
livin their lives like sheep
I don't creep around
I walk through the crowd
I'm in my own world
So don't bring me down
So don't see me now
I used to be
blunts, building trust - with a load to front
Never knew the plot twist was the loaded gun
He told me - hold this stack, and if you bring it back
By
barstool
Stanley's wife Carol didn't care to hang around
She liked her drink, just didn't take it in town
They'd knock down drag out every weekend
By
Watch yo mothafucking enemies
And you might live a long time
Watch yo mothafucking enemies
Stay strapped cause the ghetto is so wicked now
[C-Murder]
I
got
Looking for the panic room, tryna hide from Redrum
Desensitized to pain so we walk around numb
Real life walking dead, the credits never come
passports
"Have a nice flight sir"
This is our chance, he never took a second glance
Am I ready to advance, or live by in a trance
The past thirty years
rid of all the ones that bring us down
We don't need to keep them around
We can define our lives by the light
That we keep in our hearts, that we keep
that is miserable
One breathe, would be a miracle
If only I could get a some life in my lungs,
But I'm held down by
the carousel
Children swirl around
Like drapes in a summertown
Husbands kindle their wives
Sometimes it tortures me
The envy and the jealousy
But I never panic
that
No, I pulled it, I pulled it in the other one, that's the thing
No that's why, that's why I walk around with it
No, somebody comin' right now
shocked from the buzz
A crazy hispanic, no need to panic
Drop words over beats, clear, no static
Backflips, pullin' honies with the hips
After a show, you
What's wrong with everyone?
There's a panic in their eyes
Like others getting close are aliens, in disguise
They smell conspiracy on the lips
Enter my zen as I wake up and
Have a mental spark
Inspired back again in this form of art (Immersed in it)
All around I look like everywhere
Sitting
from U.k back to U.S.A
Bless this track flow tight it's in a headlock
Just like the beef livestock and your deadstock
Real like a Rasta fuck a disco
the clock, and I can't stop countdown,
hear the sound see Boogie Brown..
(Uptown Saturday night) 125 we arrive so live from New York,
word life. You know
a cleansing no mortal's seen before
Some cry and pray that the end of their days
Be not governed by the fury of the wild light
Lives will be changed leaving
to Illinois
I got no choice but to live by the sword
For my actions and my thoughts are rejected by the lord!
[Chorus 2x]
From the dark side of S.D.
You all
to Illinois
I got no choice but to live by the sword
For my actions and my thoughts are rejected by the lord!
[Chorus: x2]
From the dark side of S.D.
CONVERSATIONS FROM A SPEAKEASY (Feat. OMNI)
(M. Lambert/D. Smith/B. Francis/J. McDonald)
Produced by Suffa for Suffering City Productions
Written
of the few things I feel a part of
I know its true, I'll never leave, I'll never say goodbye
I'll always be a girl of means as long as I'm by his side
Cannot live on the surface
But must forever live underground, like this
Oh, right
I will show you monster Zero
Hey, look!
It's King Geedorah!
Yes,
The MC looked up at the sky and then over to the side stage and he was kinda in a panic. His eyes caught Garcia, who just shrugged back at him.
This is
it's disco and rock
But um, we just went in the studio and we did it
We had champagne in the studio, of course, you know
Compliments of the company,
.jpg/300px-Panic!_At_the_Disco_(43285362654).jpg "Panic at the Disco")
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