Lyrics:
tryna stack my provolone
Got niggas in cells and they want sales but I'm like
Hold the phone
House be made of glass and yo ass really throwin stones
It
on that fourth finger
When it seems every singer
On the radio
In every song
Wants to remind you
They got a boo
And you just got you
When another year passes
a goodbye
Made a right wish, but made it to the wrong star
Chorus:
You were the wrong star at the start.
Blinded by the celestial arc
Guilding me through
that flow,
Every country lane and every street of stone
Are highways of adventure made for me alone.
You give me your love and your love is
that flow,
Every country lane and every street of stone
Are highways of adventure made for me alone.
You give me your love and your love is
beauty
You had been tricked into embracing
And it is the same with a piece of furniture
I have one or two wooden tables
That I bought for a song long ago
bronze
We took hip-hop and made it ours
I sold quarters, just so happens I'm the author of your favorite songs
They bullshitted me, I played along
More
to want to be turned into stone by you
But didn't you know that all along
You didn't need to hear your song
And if you don't know that
then you might
down the classical Liszt
Daddy loved to listen to his country songs
I was in the back room diggin' the Stones
I was raised on rock, got that rhythm
thumbs and sing a song that
She just made
Up. she didn't know why. it was just about a feeling
That she had. and it
Sounded something like this...
I love
down the classical Liszt
Daddy loved to listen to his country songs
I was in the back room diggin' the Stones
I was raised on rock, got that rhythm
People are made of match sticks, life is but a flame
Note at the craftwork door the last smirk of the the Damien mainframe
My box cost siphon third rail
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A vision
At
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A safe distance
From the raging
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Water
Justin made
Deine
of the times I let myself down
I figured by now I could turn it around
Walk by the water right before dawn
Sing me surrender sing me a song
Crows in the shadow
the morning
There was bird song warning
The plight of a heart left scorned by the first world calling
I'm all in a mess as the walls start closing
In all around
Tapped into the circuit like a pylon
Pockets deep money long like a python
Let by gones be by gones
Cos more life means more songs
Means more life uh you
But when I seen her I knew that I'd get her
Can't let her step, she look too good
But my wears made me seem like a stone cold hood
I'm a lucky guy,
Giving my all when they barley be touching
They tell me I'm goated I tell em it's nothing
Yo music just never be buzzing
But turn on my songs in
to me better lower ya tone
Head so good made me drop a new song
If he run up on me he get smoked like a bong
I can diss all day i can go all long
I can
through this
You gotta make sure your back's strong
I did everything they glorify in rap songs
Made a fast buck, hubris, space drums
Gassed up by
love
You inscrutable stranger Camus made up
Sucks to suck
I just muck while I try to sway and sway to songs
I never play when alone
Conduct me a way i
the ones who survived
Chorus 2
Surrounded by sea they saw only the gold,
cnd they made sure that only their half of the story was told
Spread their own
self made hell!
It's your self made hell!
YOUR!
House of glass, destroyed by stones of your own past
Can't rewind your life, so think your actions twice
to a stone
And I really hope you listen to this song
So you realize you're in the wrong
I'm really tired of these demons dressed in thongs
Living on the beach
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