Lyrics:
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you
in the costa
Rica, sippin margaritas wit a mami
Cleanin my tommy, showin love to my army
Whenever the lox find rippy blocks, we kill em
Yeah I hear
ask somebody that
The people that's most affected, by this war
are the so-called hip-hop generation
The Army is the best kept secret in the whole
hearted and heavy is the fate of love
Yet here I go from town to town just getting by on old true love
Lovesick in some backwoods bayou
Lovesick in town
a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream
Most of them be in sight til
It’s time to pitch in
That's why everything they write
Be a contradiction
I tell em I do it for the love
I do it for
I want something
I wanna fall in love
We're by the ocean but i can't feel the sun
And I'm not heartless
Maybe a little numb
I'm in your arms yet I
on the walls
This kinda action is delayin' the cause
An eye for an eye, fight fire with fire
It's our turn to take it one step higher
Gotta live by
a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream
my army, might invite yo hoe to our party
We got foreigns parks next to Harleys, yo hoe might go in our party
We got hella drugs in our party, throw
We throwin a party
You bring the plastic like barbie
You bring the drama cause you love to start it
Prada you bought it, I do not care how u got it
Sometimes when love is not the way
And hollow crowns are here to stay
No longer in control of fate
Still waiting for the cavalry
No army comes to clear
walls)
With my army of love
(Army of love)
Take a journey through my heart
It's a test of fate
(Test of fate)
As we hold each other close our
Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces
Plastic bag carryin', no two paces
iPhone, belt by Gucci
Bands with loose change and some car keys
to me, still.
And I will always love him that way.
Buy me a dreamsicle
Sing me an old army song.
Buy me a dreamsicle
Sing me an old army song.
Crew sweat went to search for me
Getting melancholy, if tredding on me
We bring em to the morg OR we sending the army up
CAN’T HANDLE DIS shit just
and plaster
I wonder where I can stand
Is there's any air that isn't coloured with confusion
Worn down by the strain
All these fallen arches yield to armies
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
This is the Story
That has been told
By generations of war
Where giants, gods, heroes, mages
Want to dominate
Which side will win
In this clash
say
We tear their souls apart by just being what we are
And to forever be the ones to blame
There's nothing here for us in their world of love
I woke up in a bed all covered in blood
After a drunken night when it was filled with love
Laid on the wet bathroom floor and the lights above me
The revolution gets it's name by always coming back around in your face
You tried to kill me you son of a bitch, so welcome to the revolution
In these forests,
unknown to the brothers,
an ugly demoness had been watching Rama,
and fell in love with him.
She was Soorpanaka,
She was the sister
chore,
and I love the feel of her stainless steel when we're rolling all
around on the floor.
She's my swiss-army girlfriend.
She's in my dresser drawer
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