Lyrics:
singing songs off Station To Station?
And Alderaan's not far away, it's Californication
Born and raised by those who praise control of population
Well,
anymore
I’m not intrigued by what you’re looking for
Here where I am now there is space for only me
R&R baby
Goodbye crazy
Goodbye crazy
Goodbye crazy
miss my dorm room baby
Little shawty been pressure
You know i'm from the bang em
Where we slang em
Plaques and degrees
Imma hang em
Been screaming all
to Lamar…
Mississippi
Well, the house where she used to live
It ain’t there no more
You know they tore it down, down, down
Years ago
I can't go by
they shot and burned Jhosivani's friends, the boys he slept next to and one time, by the whistle trees, sang a song about Christmas
He asks about justice
down to the shoreline
Hear the last song that I ever wrote
My dear, you swore you'd make it home by morning
Now every day I sit and stare at the sea
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts go
down to the shoreline
Hear the last song that I ever wrote
My dear, you swore you'd make it home by morning
Now every day I sit and stare at the sea
In Betlehem a baby boy was born,
Born to build the bomb.
What was the fighting for,
And who remembers his song?
The boy was king; he was a prodigy,
first
So when you play my song in the functions
Know you should call for the nurse
Who's in the back of the rave
With a Yak on the range when I
all she'll do is holler
Oh, my life has become
A country song
I've learned she can resist me
By the way she always disses me
And comes to bed
But this song ain't about none of the above
We're not punished for our sins, but "by them"
Thought I'd get myself a little passion play
But I can
Already these niggas packing offa my man black
With singing the song, peepin the knowledge what's going on?
Long is long, about it by what goes on
These
is harder to find
Let me just be your song during this quarantine
But baby make sure that your phone is clean
Okay, Okay
Everything’s gon’ be okay
baby, run, you're just past the border
We're here all praying that you make it in that dirty, dirty Camaro"
In that dirty Camaro
He drew a heart
you stay afloat
A blunt'll make 'em crazy you better watch your hoe
And ever since I came up I ain't change up on my bros
Beach boy run my whole
with no coonery
Shine bright like jewellery
Cocoa Butter Babies shine bright
People get bitter when you be on
That’s why they call it the lime light
with no coonery
Shine bright like jewellery
Cocoa Butter Babies shine bright
People get bitter when you be on
That’s why they call it the lime light
the 50
Bad lil' baby, I’ma beat the kitty
I'ma bad boy It's like I signed wit' Diddy
Now you mad nigga 'cause I fucked your biddy
Didn't ask but I nutted
hittin you like a mistel
Let s party all night long
it ain't an issue dancin' to this song
Baby come on, get your freak on
and just jazz and jam, just jazz
I woke up this morning with nothing in mind
by the time it was noon I was that much behind
so I gathered the bottles and emptied the trash
I looked
This heart can't lie believe me
Baby I can love you easy.
I hear You speak
And its like a song
The funny thing is
I think we both knew it all along
We
the light gon'
My hands fast
Like Ramadan when the knife drawn
I'm the physical of a tsunami
You a slight storm
This is a spiritual anomaly, a fight song
with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
Then switch to playin ding dong ditch, when that gets
Old and too cold to hack it, threw on a bomber jacket
You
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