Lyrics:
There you set inside your fortress that you fixed to keep the rapids out
Atop the walls of tamed emotions looking down
At the fools who tried
just wanna be cool again, cool again, cool again, yeah (hey, hey)
Ayo, cool again
I really wish that I was kickin' back with you again
Atop
rotten to me
Oh no
Most of us can merge in the back of the seat
The last and go into my back straight gets me clean
Well I heard the bird atop your head
again
Gyal you hotter than them
Head atop many, many men
Run enemy and go find dem friend
True weh you ah carry it (buss a chain)
My girl you fi
were picking them up
Niggas fear what they don't understand
Hate what they can't conquer
Guess its just a theory of man
Became a monster, atop
surprise
Sitting here by your side
Open up the
I wanted all of this
And in the end, I'll still be alone
Atop your hills, your face
Cast me down
the moment Freddy tuck you in
Stack my money higher than the foam atop a tidal wave
Lonely like the point guard at the key, gotta isolate
Light it up, light
praise the infanta
And as she sits upon her place
Her innocence laid on her face
From all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets
Melodies
Been atop of the New York skyline
Sailed across the ocean blue
Been alone on a desert island
And I've been a guru too
Don't you write her off
to find why
Ride a course till the end of time
And you'll stand atop the gate
Laying waste in a path recited
Fighting force won't avenge the guided
Jesus and his ? wage a final war
Religious self-prestigious keep the quest for the holy grail
The eye atop the pyramid is open and awake
the projects
I live
A series of niggas atop a target
Watch out with preset we swift to light strike
In an aerial form we closin'
Select territorial aim let's be
this wire I might cut
Atop this tower of loss and lust
I'll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you
Whoa, whoa
I'll make you wish
You
Well, I'm so atop of this demolishing all the Charlotters
To whisper in the ears of your congressmen
Shoving dollars in their pockets
The more we
well, now we're comin' back
Atop the white, crossless ghost we'll jump the gates, live to rise
We will rise
We will rise from the killing floor
Like
praise the infanta
And as she sits upon her place
Her innocence laid on her face
From all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets
Melodies
found the splendor there
(Dancin')
Atop a flamin' pit
(We're dancing)
We are creating it
(We're dancing)
Right on the lip of a volcano
Nature
Been atop of the New York skyline
Sailed across the ocean blue
Been alone on a desert island
And I've been a guru too
Don't you right her off
you
No
You are ashamed of me
No!
You are ashamed
You don't understand
It was lonely atop that tower
I was not company enough?
I am no longer
this wire I might cut
Atop this tower of loss and lust
I'll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you
Whoa, whoa
I'll make you wish
You
atop the ladder
Are the ones the world adores
So boost me up my ladder, kid
And I'll boost you up yours
Let's all stroke together
Like
a black box
RIP murals but also fuck the opps
Dead men tower over city blocks
I built a church atop the synagogue
Where you built your mosque
Dead men
questions
Endlessly written
Like the waves that ride the rhythm atop the sunset sea
For now, I'll float away
Then I'll arrive somewhere else, another
Wisdom spilling like our southern friends
(Bury me in blood oil) metal pail atop the rocks and moss
(Salt, sugar, water pail)
(Bury me in blood oil)
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