Lyrics:
Be a brighter day
And everyday I try and try
To get it right
To get it right
When many days go by and by
I wonder why
I wonder why
Despite everything
your ear for sure constantly reeking havoc on goals of becoming a prodigy. There's no other way this how it gotta be.
It was signed by Omari.
Look,
Ok
Ooh, yeah
Reach out and touch faith
Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you
Ezekiel stared down into the valley
Filled with dry bones baking in the sun
Remains that used to be a mighty army
To him it looked like their
First verse freestyle
Lost what I wrote
Wrote it all down
Got robbed by the ghost
Lurks like a bad thought
Hung on a nail
Blind to it all
Bump for
– dismembered bones.
Mutilated by depths
Murdered in a sordid place
Mutilated by depths
Flesh and bones back to dust
Once awaken, surfacing from
back's against the wall
Let's watch them fall
One by one
Brick by brick
They sealed their fate
It came crumbling down
With their mental state
Our back's
badder
If you gon press we gon aim at the bladder
Get to the top we gon climb like a ladder
Till you dig to the bone
Keep it one hunna my niggas are
some time I'd fix the barn
Poor old girl, she needs a man down on the farm
[Chorus]
And it's good old country comforts in my bones
Just
the spleens
Bring the severed limbs to me
Build this bioweapon
Ligament by tendon
Built out of flesh bone and meat
And no wonder why it reeks
Tremble when you
taking its toll
It's a love bomb just a shattered hole
Until it explodes you never know
But by then it's too late
You can't even run away
Gas lights fire
Circle taking squares over the size of its pride
Comfort taking over by the eyes that despite the truth
Skin the teeth, feed among yourselves
Don't count me out just yet
Just give me one more chance
To show you
It's ok to raise the bet
Just give me this last dance
Don't count me out just
by my side like holster
Got racks ok yea
Bad bitch ok yea
That pistol hit ya and ya and ya
I smoke designer weed my bitch from Italia
That bitch
caught the naive of a girl fallin for the OK
Let the pistol smoke the one you live by
Die by, examples of how relationships can be
I rolls the dice,
They sat together in the park as the evening sky grew dark
She looked at him he felt a spark tingle to his bones
It was when he felt alone and wished
feeling shaken, complacent with bones that never can grow
Taste it, every regret displaced it softly
Pouring all of my problems into a goblet of coffee
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
Our years go by
With more or less times of trouble
And the kids in the the house
Were supposed to make up for it double
No Time for anybody
We are
life's a game
Sometimes it's just hard to tell
Gouging eyes, breakin' bones, eatin' flesh
Puts a smile on my face
Crawlin' through glass, eatin'
something to do
And yo it's nothing to me, I'll make it something to you
[Verse 3: Notion]
Ok dog, it's nothin' just to birth a beat
Wind, water, fire,
all you need
It's alright, it's OK
It don't matter what they say
And if it hurts, let it go
Night after night and show by show
Oh, Hollywood
You
fight fingers to the bone
Gotta take a stand
And save this land of liberty
Stumble on the ground that shakes you
Push it to the point that breaks you
the morning...
it's 4 in the morning...
I said it's 4 in the morning...
it's 4 in the morning...
My bags packed, by the door
This the morning she been waiting
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