Lyrics:
don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Now I'm starin' at the room service menu off a Benzo
I can hear
neighborhood
To the studio trying to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson
Ten times out of nine, now
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson
Ten times out of nine, now
It's not coming back oh no no no
Now forever doesn't live here anymore
Remember when we all lived in that studio by the bay
Head to head and face
we'll rise above,
In our dangerous love, forever bound by love
City of Glass
[Verse 1]
In the city of glass, where the sky meets the edge,
A world
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson
Ten times out of nine, now
Every single night I've been in the studio
I've been on the grind, Jon Julio
Still acting like a lost boy, Rufio
And now I just take my shot, Don
that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson
Ten times out of nine, now if
me
You don't need to be
The air I breathe
Why can't I be
Completely incomplete
Finally won't you
Let me be free
I wanna be free
From your reign over
Wasteland soldier, these are the days of our lives
I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
Come and look deeply in my eyes
I be
nudes
Was gonna wife now you just a who
Who are you
Leaving me all blue
Heart stuck to you
Like super glue
You was supposed to be forever like a tattoo
Wasteland soldier, these are tha dayz of our livez
I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
Come and look deeply in my eyes
I be
afraid
THE PARTY BEGINS
Musicians play in the garden, in formal dress
By a Baroque fountain
Whose waters cool the warm evening air
Torches are lit
We
the block, now they look around waiting to see me
Coming up the block cause I'm coming with enough bases to supply my whole block
Think I drew breeze the way
did not step back
If we have not learnt
By now
Then we're a sham
When we first got to the camp
Our supplies were not enough
I saw a displaced
'Cause right about now that's what ya'll need
Oh, and Top Dawg called the house too
I guess he want you and Dave to come to the studio
Now look, you
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
world high, yearly raw supply
These fuckin tracks have a nigga feelin wide inside
Any bottle-tip high smokin lah in the rye
It's on you, if you want
really love you
What we have is so true
Forever waking up to you
Working hard so that'll come true
Happy grandma liked you
Hard without her
You're gonna
brain
Now that FN by my side, they done snatched a nigga's thang
If they try to run up on me, boy, you know we about to slide
Five times, hollow tips came
the deal
I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece
Enough to cop a six buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?
Ain't about nothing no ill intention no kind of mention with names
Just here to gain on a pension other than working forever in pain
Higher
as propellers now my era is air borne
My banner in your system how the hack it got in there
From the bounds of hell i used to dwell
Give a dog a bone and wish me
.jpg/220px-Forever_Now_(The_Psychedelic_Furs_album_-_original_cover_art).jpg "Forever Now")
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