Lyrics:
If there is a land somewhere in my dreams
Where deep underground
There's a lesson to be found
I'm sure that I don't know what it means
Andre was
alot by myself
Probably why I dont ever ask for help no more
(Yeah)
Would you catch me if I fall, yeah
Made my own way through it
Yeah Im bad with my words,
martyrs?
We weak targets now am I real? Keep talking
We free markets for TV scum who see profit
When we prophet these things to come like we cosmic
We comic
bout dat
They whistle and turn man chirpsy (Cats)
I ain't even whippin up raw like that
All cause they thought I was on like a Tv
And probably cause they
through the villagers
Pillaging your land, man damn turn the city into ash, like a scorpion finisher
Baby girl get over here
Pointed at my tooth and told
like the wasp in the savage lands
Sting with the poison of November born scorpions
The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we
A thousand thoughts running through my head
As I stepped off the plane in a foreign land
Half a world away from everything I knew
Was I gonna be
begin to stream
On to Kingoonya huddled dusty by the road
Romantic notions shattered Like the tyres that didn't hack it
This has got to be the country's
Thank you
Ms fleming call me when the shuttle lands
Oh go ahead, laugh at the hippie
But I'm telling you, we
All misjudged Heather Chandler
Myself
I did 8K, motherfuck a mini
She keep sayin' she too skinny
Half a Perc', half a Xan' got me spinny
Pay all my respects in the land
Now I'm winning
whispering his name
Through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red right hand
You don't have no money?
He'll get you some
You don't have no
Remember back when you were here
The funny moments
Got jump scared by the hallway mirror
I'll never forget
Lost the tv remote in your hands
Are we honestly programmed to hate one another?
Throw hands, bent arms, release fire on this cold land
New minds confined by old plans
No more
no credits we see.
Ear-splitting explosions fueled by hate.
Not up to you to decide your fate.
Protect and serve us in the land that's free.
I'll
to the
Great prozac nation
A couple little pills
Kiss goodbye to feeling ill and aggression.
Redundant phrases said and said
By a bunch of smiling heads
eateries gets greedier,
Chasing headlines and deadlines
The truth left behind us: prime time
Yeah, They tried to drug me with TV
Dissever mislead me
to chrome gats
Levis to Guess jeans, black and white to big screens
Six by nine to 18's, Bumsalack to sipping lean
Regals with white walls, 20 inch with
of his name
So it goes...
All the girls named Gloria
Sing sweetly out of key
The sun rose in the west today
Accidents in the land of the free
Well I grew
mistaken contemplation by this dark haven
Movin' over dangerous ground I found it hazardous
Cantankerous lifestyles deprive one of happiness
So yo bro
the niggas that you inspired by
Come see how Play Dirty livin', we the flyest guys
We got all the hoes in the building, it's a firefight
Fuck pressure from
Yeah, I used to just be blunts by the beach
Now I'm tutoring rappers with
The avuncular speech
I vocalize on beats, what local guys see
But they hate
the cafeteria and just talk and feel, together
Thank you, Ms. Fleming
Call me when the shuttle lands
I'm telling you, we all misjudged Heather Chandler
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