Lyrics:
from the spirit cloud
All the songbirds in the tree
Chant a tune to let the spirits free
Then we see them in the night
Spirits jumpin' by the fire
Hollywood
Sometimes I get so God Damned sick of these charades
This town is so opaque, I swear the bums are wearing shades
But I know that I?d be
a lawyer, not a bum
have you learned you lesson? half your life is spent!"
If I could turn back
time
hit rewind
If I could start all over again....id
women down there too
But that's for rope soap romeo
That bum ain't got a clue
Just for viewin' pleasure
Head down by the pier
Think of all
Runaway... runaway slave (8X)
Verse One: A.G.
Livin in the slums with the bums, the rats and the stray cats
Dogs with the rabies, little babies are
It's time I live my life my way
Do the best I can each day
With the world on the downside
Fallen by the wayside
Walking through hell
With a carcass
And her pride is a higher horse
Than some bum of a man upon a steed
The handle's rough,
She works it smooth
Hardened by the pace
The handds get though
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
It's not easy for a heart that's stuck in limbo
But it's okay 'cause you're a bum and I'm a bimbo
I am not the one you're
a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no man ask for
Dance bum rush the speaker
Say you love me one more time
Say you need me to get by
Say you love me and I'll be just fine
[Repeat: x3]
I'll be just fine
Oh yeah, I'll
work, no calls, no text
Someones about to by my next ex next ex
And I've been sitting here watching reruns even
Betty Whites lookin at me like a bum
the project slums (what is rap?)
It was the drums, straight cultural
Like the piercing of the tongue (what is rap?)
What is rap nigga? I'm a bum
What is
was you
I ain't sayin' I'm a knowitall
But something sure should have tipped you off
When he said, "Hey baby can I bum a couple bucks for gas,"
promise I will be there on time.
We'll be guilded by my new friends the butterflys,
Bring us back to our own little hive.
Oh, my darling honey bee,
surely go
This pillar of sleep orbited
By thousands of delicate thoughts that will surely go
These satellites fleeced at the door
Comprised of the reason
said his rewritten vows that I could hardly pronounce
But was soon drowned out by that organ and the shout of
Ban marriage
Ban marriage
Ban
thinking
Your first breath in and the clock starts ticking
I'm not trying to bum anyone out
Not trying to be dramatic, just thinking out loud
I'm just
Sometimes the news bums me out
It doesn't get me off the couch where I belong
I guess as world problems never seem to rest
Am I afraid? God, yes,
killer, who works by the phone book
For you I got a lot to shoot my songs in here
My rhymes are hotter than a prostitute with ghonnerea
On the mic I
If you’re feeling out of place
maybe I should leave?
by the look on your face
baby i can see
theres nothing i can do
its all a big mistake
angel
don't force it (force)
Millis get you on the Forbes list (couple bags)
Got my people by side
So we shine like we flawless, uh
I can never be a tourist
Toczę se bekę z megalomanów a do melomanów pozdro respekt
Nie biorę fanów za hordę baranów ja z nimi jestem
Bum! Porywam tłum rywal obywa się smakiem znów
Dobra nie ma bum bang sratatata
Szatan opanował znów ten lunapark
Trzeba tłumacza wam tu
Próg wyłamanych zamków
Nie daje odetchnąć miastu
Powiedz co
like I was
at the end the world had me by the roach clip/ until
my ghost is countin dead roses its over close it that
the bidnosis/ hits is hypnosis
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