Lyrics:
from sleep
Self Medicate to try and match the feeling Anything to feel as beautiful
Means justified by the reason Love more. Lesser I'm loved
on the dole
Jumps a train puts on her gloves she's wearing black
Being watched by some old mug she's glaring back
She's on edge and got the bug from sharing
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
of these niggas
caught cash and thought we was through
So fuck this old bat shit, I'll get the gat bitch
and probably blow your brains out
looking
As I cam in by Auchendoun
Just a wee bit fae the toon
Tae the Hielands I was bound
Tae view the Haughs o' Cromdale
I met a man in tartan
on lean call it codein, Alpine system with the
Fo' fifteens
Boom-boom ta-da-ta-da, surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne,
on my corner is owned by an Arab
But like a bucket I say fuck it I'm drivin'
Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep rhymin'
'cause some nigga's don't like
Swinging with Bassey and the band
What could be better than to have one night with Frank?
Anything goes when the summer winds blows
I can see why they say
close to the sun.
Recalling her smile as his wings melted
And he descended to the depths blow.
She had spoken of things all too impossible for hearts
of the Lord is here, oh(2x's)
Bridge
Everybody blow the trumpet and sound the alarm
Because the Lord is in the temple
Let everybody bow
Let all the people
I should go
Where the wind blows?
If I was someone who needed you
Would you believe that it was true
Or look to see...
If it was really me
It was past her bedtime
On a stormy night
And she couldn't shut her eyes
And she couldn't blow out the light
So she gave up struggling
And let
and drug addicts
Close your eyes and make a wish
I got ten hoes named Hootie that want to blow my big fish
With this team I got, nigga who can stop me
love) tainted love (Tainted)
Real love (Yeah yeah) true love (It's so good girl) real love
How many years does it take for a record to blow?
I'm doin
I guess I have been taken by a pro.
The final floor show left me with vertigo.
But when it's all said and done,
I guess we're even 'cause I
sense
Why my job's on the fence
Why the days fly on by
And I don't really know why
I do what I do
Thank God I love you and
I am a patient man
You don't need a special invitation to come to the blow-out party of a nation
The big one's been set up for tonight
Wreak a little havoc till
muthafucking paperboy
Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy
[Verse 2:]
I blow money wanna see me splurge
Call me if you need a burg(hit me up)
to absurd. The fear grows, the fuse
Blows on just one more bomb set by extremists that could have been me or
Been you. A push or a shove when a smile
clock's still running
Fault line nukes fucking swell
Terrorist ready to blow us to hell
Machines hurry Ice Age
Richter's gage raging sage
Time out end
I was raised by this town
To believe the words they put inside me
They made me hide
Inside their loving arms around me
I turned away
I
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
sound
As leaves are falling to the ground
I feel our fingers intertwine
To know this love is yours and mine
But soon the winter winds will blow
And soon
Get off work about 4 o'clock
And I'm late again
Cause you'll be here by 6:30
And we'll go looking for a close parking spot again
Sitting in a room
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