Lyrics:
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
with God
Killed my pride, picked up my cross
Cast my cares on the one true king
Peace of God inside when I speak my peace
And it ain’t all me only by His
Niekedy proste nastanú dni, ktoré ťa zlomia
No to sú zároveň tie dni, ktoré ťa stvoria
Tak sa zasmej - nech nakazí ťa šťastie
Happydémia
Občas príde
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
unrecognized
Nobody stopped me I was never surprised
By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes
And this felt good
And this felt so right
contending
Against those self-proclaimed promises of eternal affection
It felt insurmountable
That collection of contracted infections all caused by my own
Dey watch la liga
But my empty soul dying slow
It's got a fever
Viva the diva I live with she religious
Every Sunday collecting collection
What is this?
A mirror I can made, take orders by request
Pride makes you have to detest what you ingest
So say come on, come on, jump in the ride
Lynch's was regular
dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
The Intergalactic Laxative
Words & Music by: Donovan Leitch - 1973
Performed by: Donovan
Album: Cosmic Wheels - 1973
I was impressed like everyone,
apart as time went by us
And I blew up to both yours and mines surprises
Now I feel a vibe I just can't describe it
Much as your pride tries to hide it
Fast
I often think about the fight of the Black Man,
Told by the world he can't think like others can
Eat and drink where others can, shackled by his
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me Merle
orders
Hard workers gotta get them ends to meet
Unfortunately that means put your dream to sleep my pride
Cause me hide my collection of songs feeling
predators predated upon
From a cooled down shadowland
A fitting survival by chance
Existence emerged unlooked for
Even in the plunge to darkness
In starlight
One by one it preys
It hunts at night creeping through the crowd
Driven by the devil inside to strike by surprise
A coward gains power from every
I think you need help
How many time on one album can you say you're def?
"I'm bad." Yo punk, save your breath
That's weak shit from a weak mind
Mike when I'm under attack
Album's here, can you smell that cooking?
Man wanna chat 'bout the proof's in the pudding
Tell me to shut up, we'll both
Mark my words if you go and get the vaccine sure nothing will happen right now
But they’re plan to kill billions of people by 2030 is in their plan
win but
(I already did)
Never let them see your face
Never let them say your name
Never tell yourself that it’s too late for them to take your pride
and vibrance
Side by side, wherever you was riding, I went
So close, almost on some Bonnie and Clyde shit
When Ronnie died you was right by my side
With
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