Lyrics:
I look in the- Hold on
Part 2: Hakai
Prophecy fulfilled
An addiction to the thrill was overshadowed
By my constant inability to feel
Had a convo
like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his
Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan
Maybe I should be listening to that guy more
It
reunion
Barbecues in the backyard
That wooden house they use to call a shack
One stoplight two liquor stores
By the railroad track
Dem good ol days
We bout
Oh the day to day is so mundane
I see a world without no pictures
Not no color or paint
I got nothing but complaints
Don't give a fuck what you think
underrated of my generation
Behind them crooked smiles niggas neglect to embrace me
Respect is in order now
My liquor is more to y'all
You throwing them
(Are you down)
We about to hit the liquor store with some chicks we don't even know lose control
Now is you down nigga (Are you down my nigga)
We about
Easter-Famale voice written by Simmy Makhijani
-Chorus’ based on old world prayers
Seed and root, bud and stem
Spear to cauldron, lance
in a pickle is music against fickle,surrounded by big doggs that i consider ickle,as they crash the particle.. the other giants..
i might apply some
this line, "Damn, him already?
Such a good kid," got us pouring Henn' already
Liquor to the curb for my, niggas up above
When it, cracks through
been here, done that, I've sought the truth
Defended my name until my cock turned blue
I jumped with giants, been stomped by ants
And I've seen wolves in
and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake, last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake, no more mistakes
Fill
and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake, last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake, no more mistakes
Fill
turn to liquor
With my finger on the trigger
Barrel under my chin and
If pulled it would you figure
That it turned me suicidal
This world Ive seen
girl has giantly grown
If you ever see stressed Europeans, take them
To the land of 4 20, fuck the Amsterdam!
Don’t get me wrong
That ain’t ‘bout my
and I'm heading to liquor If a nigga talk to him, you get hit with his
Stick Hours later, they ain't show me love when
I'm moving alone Yeah, right in my
quiet, isn't it?
Look at the world we live in, defined by comment sections
Surround yourself with people that challenge how you think
Not people that
a nervous feeling down in my bones
I was kind of sorry I'd ever even come
Then a giant jap came through the door
He must have been about seven foot four
It's all no effort
Flexing on these niggas every damn second you know
Heart heavy I'm at the top of the world
Should I trust her should I make her my
(fuego)
Staring at a wall got me contemplating
Thinking of a plan how we gonna make it
Treat my dreams like liquor cause I gotta chase
I might leave with
at the point of a gun.
I will tell you who broke the glass. It was me.
I did it with my heart. I didn’t do it for fun.
Did we backup our world, our way of life
You're the lion and the lamb
You are God all by yourself
I just want the world to know you are God of all the earth
(Yoruba Chant)
Atoba jaiye majaya lolo
my dirt all by my dolo
So I never got a witness
I think I'm so sick been to a lot of clinics
I been working crazy hours I don't get no sleep
Counting
nose bleed
I had me so high, my brain was fried movin at slow speed
This thick bitch chose me and was stickin like liquor
She look to tight that
ploshed
The ploshed one? the same,
ah boom
Who's that ant
that giant golden saltchange
ant magnifying my mountain
of feet? Tis Finder, finding
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