Lyrics:
elite
Fucking peasants couldn't kiss her cheek
That's why I can't believe her address reads
A P.O. Box in Ohio
Just a random PO Box in Ohio
Shit hole
the sunrise
To every muhfucking ocean
Anchor got me by tha feet
I'd rather be floating
I like that deep shit
It's so hard to be surface
Sometimes ion wanna live
Brainwashed
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted by the mundane
Simplicity no longer plain
Strugglin', strugglin'
Strugglin',
could not see - I'm by your side
Anything around me - I'm by your side
Waters flat and depp - I'm by your side
I will be here, waiting for you
This
free
Home boy ask me if I been to the surface
Standing on stage taking flicks got me nervous
All up in my face when I'm trying to be working
Sit your
free
Home boy ask me if I been to the surface
Standing on stage taking flicks got me nervous
All up in my face when I'm trying to be working
Sit your
with
That's oil and water trying to mix on the same surface
[Mr. Lif]
I got a job at a business place I chose not to name
Ask me how did I achieve
o'er Ultima Thule.
[Old Northlander war-song, found in the ancient scrolls of Volmyr]
The Final Part of Voryn Helmsmiter's Journey to the Ice
In the deep underwater I am sinking,
Water, H2O, soaking my pores,
Lungs filling with fluid, impairing,
Struggling beneath the surface for oxygen,
the surface
Endurance only goes so far
It only goes so far
Devoured by darkness
That festers silently beneath the surface
Mindless, unbalanced
We all
to the core it's the same
On the surface kill switch
Hit the lights closed curtain
I'm a work in progress
But practice makes perfect
Heaven sent gold wings
the O
I'm pushing bars like it's new dope
You're pulling parts and selling sparks
I'm hittin' like I'm supercharged
Fill up your cup call me the pope
Fill
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
surface.
Mais j'reste du côté sombre comme les étoiles.
Écrit par Amiel Lord
Année: 2019
Instrumental by Black James . Record by : Amiel Lord . Mixing by :
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Like a rancor do
My rank I know is unmatchable
Master o’ tick tac toe
X X O
Thee unknown
Tentación
But you’ve only scratched the surface
Surplus
The day seems different I think I know why
Check this Vato out he's got a gleam in his eye
Heard him say his name is big den
Got his lady by his side & some
to wicked ways
Gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last
thing
I could never listen to what a nigga told me
Never had a father figure so I was my O.G
Blowing on O.G
I was like 15
It was just me Jay Keenan my
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
Afolabi means born in wealthy
(Born in wealth)
Joaquim, established by Goddy
(Established by God)
And Branco means
Hello moms and dads hey hi how ya doing
You know I'm glad you called by the way how's the children
Kitchen bathroom laundry walls flooring
(Dee Money, nigga)
(CashMoneyAP)
Hoes and O's (hoes and O's)
(Where my O'Block niggas at?)
How you ain't know? (How you ain't know?)
Hoes
entourage
But then they still get touched on by the law
That makes me think, what the fuck they even hired 'em for
You see we all in the same gang
Because
when ya hold down ya set
The 'O's for ounces that we flip into keys
The 'J's for the judgement handed by the ju-ry
The 'E' is for enter, at your own risk
bag' bigger than your heart
I never been a stripper
But I stripped myself
Off o' you sinner
Come hither
Face full of filler
But you left your heart
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