Lyrics:
George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got
die for you
And that's why you're my lover
(You are my lover, my moonlight lover)
(Me carry go a foreign cuz you
Love it under cover now)
Yes, you are
us, and do not let the darkness, of pain cover us.
That we may praise You, with understanding, proclaiming and saying, with David.
+ My eyes have
door
Wars an economy oil power mineral wealth
Taking over the world by any means necessary
machiavellian stealth
In the name of freedom and liberty
the leaves and I started fires
Now I'm reading whatever you give me
It's half your fault so half-forgive me
I'm way behind in reflex math
Biphasic
mom's a hoe
Ohhh, Ahhh, Yeh-e-yeh
Wear that mask everyday
Cover your mouth
Cover your nose
Don't you make me cut you, hoe
Back to work in the peak
And then your party increases subsidies
To the fossil fuel and oil industries
We've all had enough of your Eton mess
We know you only act in corporate
Spirit in love
The devil can't fuck with me
Glory you cover me
I give you my loyalty
A king I was born to be
You picked me for royalty
My poetry is
Start fillin my lungs
Couple KitKats
And a Reeces yeah
Surrounded by snow
And it's knee-deep oh
CDs bumpin in the Camry
Found a rare candy
In the Safari
With all I have I give You praise
I give You every word and every way
I see You working in my life
It's a love I can't describe
I need You every day
What do you,
when the devil looks right in your eyes?
and you find out your entire life is a lie
inside capital hill those cowards were laughing
and creativity. Onions, layers of your life burned by brimstone, your life is the modern of expression of ruins, when in Rome, you're supposed to do as the Romans
carry crosses
I'm in the majors
Don't need to force it
Got me some contracts
That got no clauses
I got the oil
That means I'm blessed
Chosen by all of my
finna murder the game with no cover up
Got my own sound, bitch I come with the thunderstruck
ACDC, city know me
Rapping like an OG
Bitch I don't need OT
Willkommen in den wald
(Who do you think you are?!)
You're just a Wolf hiding in Sheep's Clothes
Cover your sleeve lest everyone knows
(You can run
the way your body twirl
French vanilla cream, body work is mean
Chocolate fudge make a nigga wanna fall in love
You got them fat legs, killin' them
dividends
Outkast Lakewood got me mean
Gotta blast
Now im shinin with Sheen
Brite like Joshua tree
AC/DC got a show in palm springs
You need a vibe I got
forth
Post-rejection grime
Ate melons with the rind
Spat oil in your face
Try to gain some space
So turn me loose
Purple colored juice
Let me drive
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
the human-sized buildings
The where you going in such a hurry
Those boring familiar faces chatting on the street
The cars taking a walk
The scent of skin hit by
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
the wife?
Got to run!
Oh my!
Ta-ta!
Olive oil!
Goodbye!
Ten years went quickly by for both these subste-antial men,
And then it happened that one
covered my roots
You are the dancing Virginia
In black leather boots
Come as a silver morning
Come as the dragonfly
Come as my sleeping sister
Through
Savage attacks, used as cover ups for murderous acts
Committed by protectors of the people
True colors shown their methods are lethal
Primitive
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