Lyrics:
beauty is out cold
5 6 7 8
Ive been waiting at the gate
9 10 11 12
Its been too long by myself
13 14 15 16
Is the years ive waited for you
For you
For
love me while you're here
I've been scared to let someone in
Livin' fear, dyin' trust
Antidote, never does fix me but I
Go back to that shit yeah
Tell me
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Posthumous song by a great friend who is still missing, Osvaldo Sussi
About the album:
""8 centavos e vários nada""
and The Country Roads Collection Albums.
You know sometimes I can't get to sleep at night
I can't quiet my heart or my mind
I toss and turn, I ache and burn
I get
or tinder?
TIM: I... am an enchanter.
ARTHUR: By what name are you known?
TIM: There are some who call me... Tim?
ARTHUR: Greetings, Tim the Enchanter.
These sheets we'll outgrow
You don't sleep with me like before, I'm sore
I wanna be loved by you
God damn put your hands on me
Please do something
Cause
a slow jam
Bad attitude I'm always clashing with chumps
Only songs I wanna hear is Stilettos! Pumps!
Knuck if you buck man fuck it just let me DJ
Fuck
I-Guess-I-Overslept-And-Slept-Through-My-Alarm
Mr. Rush, be rich, hit me up, I'm just waking up
In the clutch, come through with the clutch, try me, you can touch
Never blink, never lose no
by now you should know my name
I won't make it 'till pigs fly?
What? You ain't ever seen a cop in an airplane?
Everyone hated me now I'm king
anywhere like a taxi
Never flashy, in the back seat, real deal
Never acting, everlasting, big meals, want it badly
If you ask me
I be going in
Ya I want big
overflows
And I ain't quittin six four, dyin hittin chicks raw
In the Hyatt on the fifth floor with her hymen splittin
So bet the money you got MY ALBUM'S
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky,
used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky, I say
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
Ego-Boost Sleep
Technique, made by me, for me
If my tape contained the
Nonstop creative dragon of
Ambitious ideas that is my own mind
It can certainly handle
make an album
Album, album, album, album
Feel like I lost myself
When I found temptation
Lord I read the bible
The Tuttie James edition
Reap what you
eye never shut down
So you know its no sleep
You can call me the bossman
Call me young og
With the bros if you must hang
And we going ot
Got the drive
Half of me you'll never be, so you should feel threatened by me
You should be watching me, you should feel threatened
While you sleep, while you
living's a disease
We're never going to die baby
Come on let me drive you crazy
We'll make every night another New Year's Eve
'Til I'm six feet under
I was scared to face my demons now they facing me
If you ain't tryna see me win, I'm recommending sleep
But eternal, yeah the type that make ya momma
knees eyes closed when they greet me
Mouth wide open just begging me to skeet skeet
You in a deep sleep stop dreaming
I'm six albums in for 10 years I
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
waited here
and im prepared back then people never wanted to hear me though
that's when i had to shoot a little video now im giving the album here we go
me
Broads hit they knees, eyes closed when they greet me
Mouth wide open just beggin' me to skeet, skeet
You in a deep sleep, stop dreamin'
I'm 6
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