Lyrics:
know a place where you can find
A veil to place the dark side behind
I found a place where love rules
And sympathy doesn't fake or fool
It's in the arms
durant
Camp shine like lamps; guns, grass game gramp
Crack a egg, that's my charm, like an omelette on my arm
Cause my diamonds are my sons, yellow
(Prohoezak Music)
Every time I twist one up
You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money
But you
happen
I pick out a bag and I know that it's heat
Wedding pie, Motorbreath buy it by the P
I could mail the pack but ima drive it on me
Fuck roadblocks I'm
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny Bravo
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny Bravo
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny Bravo
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny
So far away from home
No they'll never understand
The Remittance Man
A man of empty pockets
From jingling his change
The idleness and grieving
in the field
I'mma pick you off (Interception)
Still play the passenger
Acting like I'm Biggie
Smalls every time I look up
These niggas getting shook
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
and love
In Him is no darkness
He took our place and pain
And our shame and chains
Everything He took away
Embrace His love
His arms are open wide yes
away, and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange,
Of a long-deserted line of traps 'way back of the Bighorn range;
Of a little hut by
stopped we parted ways with some passengers
Til it was only Jane and I portraying panhandlers
Illuminated by the moon we rode on through the night
Tried
Take up your arm
Sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now
When we
Take up your arm
Sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now
When we
arms far away, far away
When I catch you by surprise, that distant look stays in your eyes
And when it's gone, there's nothing left but sweet words
The lightning express from the depot so grand
Had started out on its way
All of the passengers that gathered on board
Seemed to be happy and gay
I said it was just a Monday
But it was the Tuesday
It was every single week day
You took me out your arms
Yeah you took me out your arms
I said
I said it was just a Monday
But it was the Tuesday
It was every single week day
You took me out your arms
Yeah you took me out your arms
I said
of my
Girl that's to hot
Im burning up oh
Gimme all you got
Let's turn it up oh yea
Your arms around me
Makes the pain fade away
I'm so
(shot by love)
We could fly you know what I like
Butterfly doors on passenger side
We could ride out suicide
Risk it all for my foolish pride
Sometimes I see blood
me
By the feet and grew taller than I am
Hold out your arms
Break me inside
Your embrace
Until they arrive
Hold out your arms
Break me inside
Your
sets low
You're all I need
So hop in the passenger side and
We can just drive away
I know this still feels brand new
But I'm already gone,
I'm already
Ayo, hoes holler hallelujah, how I maneuver
Passenger's side with Ruger, kinda sewer
My mind is a sewer, infested with garbage
Crime, rhyming
I've broken all the time you went away
Pack your bag and leave though i'm begging you to stay
Hold you in my arms even though you running late
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope, boy
Handle minor biz for that dope, boy
But then tell you by the Greyhound
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