Lyrics:
sectumsempri
Hard lessons learned through hard work
Mute men priasing more than fathers
Hear my cursed words 'bout these harbors
Sentence gay lambs into
Dawn to dusk I watch
As waves roll over
One by one they uncover
Treasure lost
A lone black flag
A blot on a bright horizon
Here they come
You'll
It’s seven in the evening and that woman’s not home yet
She’s drinking with her work friends and she’s smoking cigarettes
She kissed me in
sound like the drum
of a neighboring tribe,
absorb the vibe,
feels good close my eyes,
and swept out the loot
by the crisp night air,
I gotta stay aware,
It was a miracle I even got outta longwood alive,
This town fulla men with big mouths and no guts,
I mean, if you can just picture it,
The whole
office men
Down to the plebs
I'm burning in
I'm fading out
Consumed by sin
On a virtuous route
Adrift by night
Tethered by day
Try as I might
I can't
to take the throne one day
A brief reign succeeded by the
House of Tolui
Ambitions fade in time
Internal works realign
Until the state stands poised again
Slip Ima hit dis shit go go off oh oh I
Bad little bitch she can feel me from da inside
N by da inside I mean by her insides
This track real nice hit
say the dope game is sour
Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for hours
Come to your crib and devour all that you work for
Must be
say the dope game is sour
Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for hours
Come to your crib and devour all that you work for
Must be
men I turn away?"
Yeah, okay, that might work if I didn't know my worth
If I put the pussy on a pedestal and went berserk
I don't care 'bout your
the necktie
Homie tried to get fly, and swing I gave him a decked eye
You know the evil that men do, hell is where the men go
We snatched him by his hands
Now every one of the men did the work of ten
And Sandy scrambled up to the top
He is working like a dog heaving 30 foot logs
And it looked like he'd
been lookin' for a real friend!
The prayers of the righteous availeth much
I can't do it by myself.
No, no, no, no, no, no more.
No, no, no, no, no
foreign cars, many women
And some say that it was the life I was given
I say it don't matter if I work at Mickey D's
I still got a fix for what you got
something missing
Pops died I been moving different
Since 15 I been on a mission
All the men gone either dead or prison
I was raised by the realest women
N
close through one eye
I'm thinking I should do 0 - 60 and run by
But the road blocked and Mr. cop don't look gun shy
He said "how far anything for
didn't end up with me
That's how life works I guess you and I aren't meant to be
We were strong we were best love was shining like a light
But somehow
know what I saw. A UFO flew by last night"
You ever heard someone talking so much shite?
I said "I don't work, don't work all day just to listen to you
just)
Hurt men, curse men, to serve up all her vengeance
(She just)
Work them, murk them, to swerve their independence
In them six-inch heels, ready for
inclined to say I want it like that
Want it all as long as they aint want it right back
Baby want a gangster
Stick to the G code
Men they want a house wife
run it
I joined a game where they already love me
Why you bumming?
You gotta work it, thought you loved this country
Come and tell me something
Just
to
Piss but not in
No potty
They think that
I'm rich but I am
Not Roddy
I'm winning like
Ricky but I'm
Not a Bobby
Put work in like
50 many men
Not bout
grieved. The Father’s heart, torn
Man got cast from Eden, imprisoned by hopeless dark
The curse of sin harvesting inside of his joyless heart
When God
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