Lyrics:
Thrown Further
Drifting here in space
Falling out of place
Crawling backwards
Hear these last words
Come back fate my friend, fate my friend
soul
The case is closed I got the game its in control I know
Take the queen and flip it backwards
Different standards big ole booty got a temper tantrum
the day choked by a tie around my shirt
And I start to wonder why I never trusted my own feelings
I stopped believing
Now and then I am dreaming
Topsy Turvy
by Evil Wiener (Billy Sugarfix)
When I talk to you
I start using cat words
and I purr
I'm a secret message
on a record spinning
people that ya find in high places
So I called up that number of that backwards revelator
And he showed me the way towards that holy elevator
I've been
twice?
Silly words don’t come across
It’s your loss oh it’s your loss
Keep ‘em coming you keep rolling over
I lean in and you move backwards
I’m all in
回すGear さあ Do it Do it Do it
ダイナミズム 不在 without 同意同意同意
ひとりひとりひとりに足りないFocus ボカす
Noah's Ark 初めから泥舟が荒波へ航海
廻るCop Car I'm busy and sober
Backwards 降りかかる輪
Canada (huh?)
That's why I carried the heater
Used to drink the Hennessy by the liter
I used to be at Blu crib, weighin' and baggin' the weed up (fact)
backwards, I don't know, who knows?
Maybe they can dance, maybe they can rap
Or maybe be a doctor, nothin' like they dad
Maybe by then technology could
London or in Paris
Where cathedrals touch the sky
I could paint the sidewalks
With the pain of tears gone by
And here it comes
Sophistication
All of the damage
We breed ourselves
erase advantage
restore our health
beyond complicated
divided by hatred
a clearer perspective
is just not
Schools Out
I'm on the case
Told you I'd be home by half past late
And you have yet to return
And to some extent
So have I
Now I am a cynic
And yeah
truth
Me, I wander where I happen
Mostly I find things laying by
But there's a time I get lonesome and I find
I'd rather live a momentary truth
the Melanin
stung by a jellyfish? I'm sellling R. Kelly's piss
""Who wan' rank?"" on some 'Belly' shit
Fuck every president First lady the immigrant
Don't
We're not so different, you know
Just one or two chromosomes slipped backward makes us bastards
Admit we're worms in the earth, so swallow, pass out
Rivertown
Words & Music by Katie Freeman & Chris Chappell
©2014 Must Hatch Music (SESAC)
There's a place in Northern California
The sweetest town
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved. Vanglorious! This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
wish we could hit the Ave like we used to
Dime, nickel, 20 bag like we used to
Ride with my dawgs, moving cross the States
Die by my word, that's
But them weights drag us
Way down to the grave casket
The case: can't crack It
Some things'll take you backwards
If what I got on me's holding me
I made this one for the brothers in the party
To find a hottie
And dance body to body
Step one: first you grab honey by the waist
Step two: then
I made this one for the brothers in the party
To find a hottie
And dance body to body
Step one: first you grab honey by the waist
Step two: then
to hatred, I wanted nothing more
Than to take this prophet by the throat and throw Him
Out the door
To act like God, forgiving sins, and then speak so to
Me.
head bussin' not even bein' dead
Murda Squad is here, you smell tha fury from tha gun smoke
Empty my weapon and then it's covered by a trench coat
of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet in once again, check it
It's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending
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