Lyrics:
There's something wrong with her
There's something wrong with me
I don't think that's so wrong, we came by it honestly
And honestly, I think
painting codes
Patience grown thin, home sick and haven't been home since
Fuck a rapper
I'm an actor in a film called
Leave me the fuck alone til' I find
different like strokes
But there's no Arnold, Willis, Mr. Drummond and no jokes
I'm provoked, by a world who wants to choke me out
My light's lit, but like
smell her sun kissed skin in the bed lying near me
You haven't tipped your head yet
You're keeping your cards close to your chest
Your thigh highs
smell her sun kissed skin in the bed lying near me
You haven't tipped your head yet
You're keeping your cards close to your chest
Your thigh highs
in
In on the kill, definitive thrill rides
We're living unlimited 'til time
Takes us from the living kind
We're anxious and we're gripping time
By
Hello Lester this is Gregory
Finally my father before me, nose is bleeding
Heart is barely beating
Surviving you in the den of iniquity
Now
The tubes that get turned on for the red guitar that you
Learned on the records you left me the
Cookbooks the ten-inch TV that radio you found
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
You don't know me but you know my body
Ridin' shotty with my bro, we got it
AP, make him watch my pockets
choice but to deliver control
The duke of chaos has spoken to me in my dreams
I've seen the last sign and I know what it means
Stormbringer you cursed
You lift your skinny fists up in the sky
Packed a change of clothes and left in the middle of July 2005
But when the glass, it hit the wall
Mother
And you miss me and my jokes
The dirty ones just for you
My perfume in your room
And we made plans for Disneyland
You’re tell me we’re really over?
And we
As I stand behind her
Like a ritual it feels to me
Deep red visions overwhelming me
To feel the corpse
To let her bleed
See her gasp for breath
A cut
dare to
Oh why, oh why can't I?
Well, I see trees of green and red roses too
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What
Well I heard somebody tell me
You were down by the riverside in his arms
Could of been any ol Sunday Tuesday type of afternoon
I gotta stop lying
Uh It's a movie
Red carpet the lights going through me
Anytime I arrive it's the new me
Real diamonds on my neck that's groupies
Flashing lights
Thick drops of rain sound like the way you spanked me
Your pleasure thrills in every way you make me
Thick drops.
All by myself and you're not
Mother, I tried to do right by you
To do what you asked me to
I did wrong and I knew
Mother I tried to behave for you
Now I'm a digging a grave
And now it seems as if we're used to the chagrin
We made our beds, and now we hate where these beds be
Took nothing at all to part this red sea
by the tail of the soul.
Auto pilot, take em' there by surprise!
Go out in a blaze, a blaze of glory.
Leave without a trace.
Leave without a flaw.
Slammin' doors, pedals floored, nothin' but tail light red
On repeat, losing sleep every night in this bed
Now you're a couple drinks in, two in
Going down a dirty inner city side road
I plotted
Madness passed me by, she smiled hi
I nodded
Looked up as the sky began to cry
She shot it
Met
toolies
The Lion roar, start of an MGM movie
The walk-in closet is end-to-end Gucci
My Ahki's make Salat, we tend to them duties
He met the destruction by
Touch down in Arizona
Red eyes like stones
Bags heavy on the floor
Sex on the telephone
Still searching high and low
Somewhere for you in my
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