Lyrics:
torment
Pretend to be excited, watchin' bitches Diddy Bop
When you would rather be at home watchin' flipper flop
I took a flick and then I posted on my
Please don't let me be misunderstood
Pray on my knees Lord knows that I meant good Yea yeah
Take a break from work I need vacation time
Give a fuck
calm
Find the good in everybody
Share that "one love" balm
Watch the predators and prey
Swim along side by side
'Neath the blue sky and mangroves
Down
I am blinded by the light
My God bestowed upon me, to have my child sacrificed
For the better good, for the good of us all
She never knew his
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo
Shepards in the fields
Came to see the Baby
Led by an angel
To behold the Good News
Do not be
a manner most polished
Thus soothing her impulses wild
"Don't be frightened, " he said
"I've been properly bred
And will eat neither woman nor child"
Then
the scandalous
Who planned this your peoples?
Fuck that you hero bucked at by weevils
And muskrats to seagulls
Touch that to bank rolls and c
Notes to stank hoes
playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball wizard
There has to be
To protect with my life
I am my own child
I am born to be wild
I am a survivor and
It won't always be nice
But I go for good, good gold (Good god, good gold)
I
got family by my side Oh lord
I ain't worried about a thing no I'll be fine I'm fine
'cause
I'm free
Way up way up I'm good
Got me singin' like tadah
house to house
Or field to field
When I was a child in the palace of my father!
For all fields shall be consumed with fire
Annihilation!
Woe unto them
his take on why
We aspire to be" It’s almost a
Disease to be a perfectionist nothing is
Ever quite good enough what
Is it like to look at
Things and say
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be,
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
but this bitch good to me
She make good love to me
She don't be stressing a g
She uplift me everytime when I got a fucced up mind
See I ain't never
lawyers or doctors just burger flippers and dope boy hopefuls,
The white man a shooo the black man a shoot ya
Sir I wanna be legal but I feel myself
child
Santa Is coming soon coming tonight
Do you believe in magic, Santa’s real life
I’m gonna feel him, right by my side
Im gon be happy like newborn
mama, trying to bust man
(Ha-ha, really though) you know I'm saying man
Niggas out here man, steal why'all shit on chrome
Ass want to be E.S.G., kinky
there has to be a twist
A pinball wizard's got such a supple wrist
How do you think he does it I don't know
What makes him so good
Ain't got no
and the tears shed might claim you.
For the last time we have tasted
Love's sweet tears by the fire's glow.
If our hearts are strong there'll be
No long
TO BAD TO BE GOOD
TO GOLDEN NOT TO GLISTZEN
TO FOCUSED FOR FOOTBOYZ TO FUCK OFF MY MISSION
TO SMART NOT TO LISTEN
WHEN G?Z PULL MY GOAL
BOUT DEM WHITE
the meaning of all life
Can he be like my father
My sweet old father
It's all tough love,
but if tough love was a flower
Take good care of all the I love yous
a college hoe that's in that need a papi phase
Got a flipper she be surfing me and Robbie wave
Got a girl that go to church shorty probably saved
But when she
Good love, we got good love They say good love, they say good love
Can be hard to find, can be hard to come by So hold on tight, they say good love
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