Lyrics:
Spins on fairy dust from heaven
Lying
On her bed of disquiet
She wonders why her
Father won't come
To hold her by her hand
Her eyes now strain to see
yeah)
Meet me by the moon (right)
Half past dusk (fuck that)
Back from the dust, Cut Throat
He loves them drugs and guns
Jump in the cut, got about
Till I'm on the moons and Pluto
Up in the sky I'm moving by
Im just sticking to my flow
Man I'm too fly getting to mine
Keeping my balance like
jagged their whores.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
As they please us to rip them off like porks!
Tryggvasons battles, the ancient Belgian war.
To the opposition: I'm the man out burning ya
I dust a rapper off like furnature
So take our stand, I foil your plan
Goddamn, it's the Return of the Funky Man
Chorus
these rocks this creek?
Raton Canyon by name pours
Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
into your angler'd maw
My salt maw shall
You said that you don't need nobody's help
You said that you just wanna be by yourself
Talk to me, I'm the dust on the shelf
And I need you in my life
I
known to rock
A cypher off the dome break of day
I like the way the full
Moon display the night
My soldiers owning stars and stripes
Of war, a team doubts
Locked in and loaded we take off
You see this could go either way
Shaky beginnings, few bumps in the road
But spoiler alert, we're okay
We dust off
doc's, Martin don't love animals
Gonna go gorilla mode when fucked with by the criminals
Off the brim, off the record, my hat doesn't match the sweater
friend?
Now
I might haven't seen enough
But the moon turned into dust
Children shot by the hands of trust
Flaming man lying by his frozen river
His
Nemo
Got a succubus with me she known to snatch mad souls
Aint no hoe when I drive bitch I ride by the g code
I ran me some bands now pockets on cee low
On nigga
So don't you ever think
I wasn't on my grind
Had to wipe the dust off
And know it shine
They know that I'm good
I'm getting better with time
I
Of ghosts that coast and go floatin' by, time drifts
Oh me oh my, this like the River Styx
Got the boogie Boo tricks
Never seeing which way that he coming
The dust blows forward and dust blows back
And the wind blows black through the sky
And the smokestack blows up in the sun's eye
What am I gonna die?
true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair
And put a starlight in your eyes so blue
That is why all the girls in town follow you, all around
Shining just for us
Let's slip off to a sand dune real soon
Kick up a little dust
Come on the cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come
you say and you gave it all away
Wasting time watching the moon turn into day
I was up at that time plotting rhymes over the lines
Dropping bombs on MCs
Easter-Famale voice written by Simmy Makhijani
-Chorus’ based on old world prayers
Seed and root, bud and stem
Spear to cauldron, lance
to breakthrough
Tear down these walls
Answers found in
Green Valley Falls
Many moons ago
Back to my essence
I'm sure to flow
Cosmic dust from
Jupiter's ninth moon
The voices cry, as seasons die, the leaves fade to dust
And one by one, they turn to run, so who can you trust?
He pours just another glass
I got what I need, still I feel all alone
Hear the phone buzz, let it disconnect by the tone
Moving differently, every each to their own
Every 1,
and I'm toking
I distract roll the spliff and I'm toking
Eye kill beats using saw dust
Wipe mine off since I saw dust
If I hit raw then I don’t bust
There’s
should be sponsored by Adidas yeah yeah
I'm back on the road, i'm back on the road, i'm back to these bands again
My haters upset they full of regret they
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