Lyrics:
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
life, the 1000 Winds Project
By TheChrisAllen.com
One more than 999 individual pristine 24-bit fart recordings
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the longest time
Can't you see I love you girl
I been by your side for the longest time
Ain't that proof I love you, girl
I know I can scream and argue, fight
partners from Oakland doin serious time
You can't argue with the truth it's hard to be black
But it's a mind game, and you gotta deal with that
I wake up
You did this to yourself
Now you're all by your self
Acting like you hate me
I left because you made me
You played me to the left
Now their ain't
anga-yangna-baba"..."wha?"..."BABA-BABA-BABA!"..."WHAAAA???". Fuck! (lets out frustrated grunt) By the time I've got that far, I'm fuckin' totally fucked. Because I'm p..., I'm not payin' attention to my gig...
of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the media
999
Girl bye bye
yeah
I’ll be gone by 6 in the morning
I’ll be gone by
Cos I’m a one night stander
Don’t be catching feeling you are not my
the skillset
That I've developed
And I think anyone can develop
You know in a thousand parallel universes
You want to be wealthy in 999 of them
You don't want
I've been drinkin I've been gettin
So high Might not
Make it
Don't wanna Let life
Pass me by Imma party
Until I die I'm a rockstar
I'm in my prime
Well, I was born imperfect
But I got a lot of self-respect
Not much pain that I care to resurrect
I know it by now
You're only lookin' for
D'wana
Now a nigga only text and get stressed over Rihannas
I'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue about
in things that suit us best
A self-fulfilling prophecy not meant to last
‘Cause in the end it’s up to Him the high and mighty one
Nothing to argue
finger to the sky screaming fuck the system
And one could argue maybe he's flawed by design
And one could argue yall ignored all the signs
And one could
to be stubborn that's not Islam
Disagree and argue you want better and it's all true
Especially when I'm the cause why you be upset
Relations ain't
the harvest
Cause I’m the hardest
& I made it much harder to argue
Smoking blunts in the car
Til we carsick
Trapped in the Garden
My big dog in the back
If you
at 22
Maybe another time
Saw you on my mind you were just running by
She said do you know who you are?
And do you know what you want?
Is it too much for
I was raised by priests
And teachers
People tell me
That's so needless to say
I have clearly been confused
Since before my puberty was swaying
This just chapter one shit now look how we stepping
Can't let a thing get determined by chance
This pressure gon' really expose who ain't friends
She
a cold nigga
I ain't really trying to be friendly
I don't know niggas
Hustle by myself because I do better all alone
Real niggas on the move
Baby tap in
got water
I got wind
Got the talent don't argue it's irrelevant
Avatar I have the soul of a deity
Divine in nature I establish my supremacy
Meaning
E-e-choes
You did it to yourself
Now you're all by yourself
Acting like you hate me
I left because you made me
You played me to the left
Now there's
being free u need help
Y'all so y'all so triggered by a male in fabric
When really them dudes wearing them skirts lookin hella sick
Stereotypes throw them
And I'm not the winner
Don't argue! We always have to pay
Don't argue! We always have to pay
Get home to heaven and if the price is too high
Then we`ll
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