Lyrics:
crowns the fields with flowers all the year,
Poor senseless Bess, cloth'd in her rags and folly,
Is come to cure her lovesick melancholy.
Bright Cynthia
the fields with flowers all the year,
Poor senseless Bess, cloth'd in her rags and folly,
Is come to cure her lovesick melancholy.
""Bright Cynthia kept her
Lifelines thrive
At the best of times
Strengthen ties
That love might bind
Or cast away
Your spring in May
What charms display
The same flowers that die
By
A ring fire around my soul, Devoured by the light of a moonlit Rose, stones of ice and fallen trees, a Spell I set that backfired on me, dream the Dream
this
I'm too caught up in her body parts
We fell in love and slow danced to car alarms
I wear a crown of flowers stolen from a funeral
I know I look
As I walked alone on a deserted street
I saw that blue bird pass by me but I never saw him again
I knew that something was wrong
But I had known it
verses and nobody gonna say nah
How they see me trappin and nobody's gonna teach ya
Smoking all these flower's with my brother's every day night
All we do
I'm no beau, I'm almost Billie Joe
(By the flowers in the muddy waters)
I mean at this row, I'm almost Billie Joe
(It's almost regal the way I go,
godless Amerika
I heard tomorrow ain't promised today
And I'm smoking on them flowers, catch the bouquet
Here we live by the sword and die by the sword
Out by the water with you
Look at you
You're beauty defined
Your love could cure all mankind
Your sun-kissed skin
And your heart made from gold
Is all
held my hand
I want those moments back
In the beginning
Everything seems to good
Like flowers in a back porch
Days went by, devil's waiting for his
Turn,
death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest.
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's
Today I start again
Forget about myself
Dress and cure my wounds
Quit what I can do without
It's a new chance for me to find
My real self hidden
refinement
Curse, I know death follows me
But I murder him first
And worse yet
With each breathe
Steps I take
Breathless
Is there a cure for
I'm never done paying my dues
My mind frame is "I'm forever making my payments"
I walk by a so called tough guy, watch him tuck his chain in
No
I’m so vicious
chasing riches with these dope ryhmes
Analytics move like a rocket that’s a straight line
Did it by myself
Don’t care if I get signed
We are two souls melted can't split them apart
Two faces printed in a one coin
Looking alive like a flower
I need me more than an hour
You change my
Imprisoned within
We hate the ties that bind
Mutual needs define us all
The cure we strive to find
And all that we have learned so far
Will count
Send her flowers, cuz she helped me cure my writer's block
Thinking, I'm not as dumb as I thought I was
Thinking, I'm not as dumb as I thought I was
I'm
was on an effigy
But now with flower, I got power like my name was Luigi
I'll blink these flames against these dames, miss jane has come to set me free
enough to cure blindness
Carolina's finest
You knew that already
And turned to the greatest, I proved that already
And if you would like, I do it twice
spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I.P.
your please-me groove (?)
Lost, bitter, pain is flowing through
She's just a flower choked by weeds
I've got to try to cure my need
Obsessed with
Just by that alone don't wanna hear a nigga
White car black tint, they always want the nigga
Smoking in the car they trying to smoke the Nigga
You
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