Lyrics:
Cold
You know the yolk it's spreading from
You laugh as people scatter 'bout
Surrounded by a veil of stars
You realize your life is dark
you got to get off it
You got to get with it. Time for a swift kick
You see, I own this town. You best not come around
If you wanna get by, then cool
Coming out the alleyways of Illtown
Producer extraordinaire Kaygee
Followed by the backbone VinRock
And the last to fall onto this planet: Me
got some more in store
When I get through throwin' it on
You gotta' come back for more
Boys will come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothing
got some more in store
When I get through throwin' it on
You gotta' come back for more
Boys will come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothing
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
passive in litmus tests of depression
Invested actions in weapons to battle happiness leavened
I found a half of me deadened, wound up hapless in heading
No way, no way you can't burn fire
Your threats you know they just take me higher
Keep trying try as you may
Your negative thoughts get consumed by
camera, action
I swear I must be in Eden
You the only one I'm seeing
You the only one I'm needing
You the only
One, Yeah
I swear I must be in heaven
Ain't
A fire bun!
Yah hear mi
Life ova death
Hey let me tell yu dis again
I could have been one of the most natorious
I got saved by the king
I get turnt by myself on those long nights
I smoke till my lungs black but it's alright
I'll have a good time i'll have a fun time
By myself i don't
Diamonds on my neck look like cat piss
All a nigga want is cabbage
Got a shorty, she a bad bitch (Yea)
Drinking lean by the gallon
Smoking weed by
Just face the lies
The pain i hide
Is state of mind
Will fade in time
Obey the signs
Someday you'll find
We're made to die
By fates design
So wave
Obrigado por ouvir até aqui!
Posthumous song by a great friend who is still missing, Osvaldo Sussi
About the album:
""8 centavos e vários nada""
electrical circuits
Responses and reactions
Compared to the puzzle
This moment
Might be but a fraction
Your day to day actions
Reveal the tethers of your soul
Jesus loves me, I know, Bible tells me so
You wanna be Christ-like, gotta have child-like (Faith)
Consider it a trial by faith, living in His grace
where I'll belong.
We're broken to the core
And my soul is worn, barely breathing,
ready to surrender.
Remembered for our actions
But haunted by ghosts
Last night as I laid on the prairie
And looked at the stars in the sky
I wondered if ever a cowboy
Would drift to that sweet by and by.
Roll along,
some in store
When I get to throwin' it on you
You got to come back for more
Boys and things that come by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but drug
So I say this rhyme built by design
To take you beyond space and time
Said who is the man making diamonds out of coal
The man pushing buttons
and it's hold up now
Let me finish
Think about it baby me and you we still kids ourself
How we gon' raise a kid by ourself?
Handle biz by ourself
twisted sideways
And I'm the head honcho, sport golden tonsils
Inventing new styles all the time like pronto
Four by four, runnin' over suckers like
So I say this rhyme built by design
To take you beyond space and time
Said who is the man making diamonds out of coal
The man pushing buttons
c'mon and throw the dog a bone
A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby baby
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
They
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