Lyrics:
You know, the thing that bothers me the most
Is how these niggaz mayn, always running around
They saying you my dog, I got you holla at me baby fa
to 25 with some hair on my head
hate looking in the mirror after i get dressed
fuckin almost washboard abs ruined by washboard chest
i'm deep there's
(You're crazy) On the Jaguars
Fuck it, on the Jaguars
I'm a Pats fan, put a thousand on the Jaguars
People enslaved by their psyche
They follow the rules
to rescue her, but I was captured and detained (Um --)
There I met Red XIII, a talking lion with a mane (Cloud --)
The president of Shinra was shot by
I don't want to get any messages saying that
"We are holding out position"
We're not holding anything!
Let the Hun do that
We are advancing
to live that way
You tell them what I shine
Yeah I swear I'll be that son
Brooklyn going under any Brooklyn you know
I know what it is, let's go
My
are they thinking?
I have to talk to you -
I mean how do they get along at all?! By the way, have you seen the Ultrahydraulists have done it again:
VERSE 1: ABHI & JAY]
novocaine all my days feeling numb
propane raps, Hank Hill with the thumb
slow days, on my own way to the grave
I’ma cold case,
me down for things I have done
She won't falter, if I fall
In this cold November night, the stars were shining pink and blue
And as you danced into
go no where without a gun cause you're nervous by nature
That's you
That's in and out of jail on the same charge,
Get out and go do the same thing
go changing a thing
Take it as it comes, lose a little bit of pride
Remember where you were when it died
Ooo's
Find a space that isn't this place
the promenade
Where my love and I had been
No countenance, no reason
For the things I may have done
Left stripped and standing naked
In the place that I
ina di club a night time
Bubblin' pan di rydim
After the school year
Done Billy did loose sight of him
Many many time pas by
An him hear
Him
ina di club a night time
Bubblin' pan di rydim
After the school year
Done Billy did loose sight of him
Many many time pas by
An him hear
Him
catch the train, guess I'm headin' your way
You're my number one, that's all, a newborn son
Won't you be my king? (won't you be my king?)
'Cause I
You be with me in my dreams, I'm a part of yours
Five star all by myself, I accept it (I accept it)
And we're from two different worlds, but I get
the way you make me feel
Or how your smile makes me nervous
Or how the fact that you exist
Makes me feel like I have a purpose
I'm sick of lying in
at her, then she said, "Baecation" (sorry bae)
Drip hard, drip fly
I'ma buss my gun on any occasion
She likes the way that I rap
I'm likin' the way
Before we're done
And you should know
More than anyone
That I am always thinking of you
And there's time for answers
Right or wrong
Thanks for standing by
kept
Something that is done when you live by the gun
Get down, the shots went bang
It wasn't planned this way, just meet my demand
And things will go
done
I can't deny (that) you showed me the right way
[Chorus]
For the light, for the love
For the truth in your eyes
I am grateful to have such
I'd pine for shiny gold
And you're no better, wishing on all stars for things
You know you shouldn't have at all
I have a complaint now, I have
day is our final aim
And we won't stop tryin
Start running, can't you see the hangmen are comin?
The things we have done to destroy our world are
I would hate, to not love you
all the things I've done, tell me why would I hurt you
You know the ways to push me
but I forget when Im drowning in
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