Lyrics:
black sun staring into my eye
the beginning of the end of time
I walk on the doomsday parade
as the world is devoured by shade
I will
never
a life lived by making up new games
Of gazes and whispers
I want you to know I still love you
Even though we've been dancing on broken glass
Parade
politician getting paid by his friends
He makes his choice no consequences
No means to an end
He's raping Mamma Gaia and now she is dead
By the looks of everyone it's been a long two weeks
Coming up on the business end of a good luck streak
Gave em hell in New York City headed down
there anybody here with glory in their eyes
Loyal to the end, whose duty is to die
I want to see him
I want to wish him luck
I want to shake his hand,
I can see it in the way
That you are the painted
Flowers in the big parade
Flowers in the big parade
Deep inside your heart
Staring at the sky
Nigga, I'm Different By Choice
(Aye, Don't you for a second get it twisted, none of this shit came easy
Niggaz been putting in that work)
I been
Nigga, I’m Different By Choice
(Aye, Don’t you for a second get it twisted, none of this shit came easy. Niggaz been putting in that work)
I been
is her mirror in the passing parade, passing parade
And in the end, all she'll be is your friend
Though passion's your lone desire, she's the one you
That spilled over from the gardens of the houses on Cyprus Avenue
Watching the moth catcher working the floodlights in the evenings
And meeting down by
for miles
Stuck in a stasis, take each statement
Stride for stride, line by line, time n time again
Do I find my life inside the the right to live
I
Verse 1
Wondering by the way
where a specter would soon return
from whence it came
so unafraid.
Moving through the day
like a brush stroke through
murderer!
He must be found!
Hounded out by everyone!
Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone!
No compassion anywhere!
Christine,
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
were divined
By the disenchanted tone at the end of the line, hang up
He tried to look strong in front of mom back up
John stop lookin' forward
I met a lil bitch on the low end
Shawty always love to go in
I met a lil bitch on the south side
Said it ain't too safe to go outside
I met a lil
I’m finna get it right before it end today!
Taking good from scorn
I know that I have more
True to blood and form
These mistakes I get paid for
(That's
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
Two twenties on my libs
Two twenties on my libs
If these niggas tryin’ to fight
Then we can play it like dice
And end up rollin’ motherfucker like
he is no stranger
Through the loose ends, through the whirl winds, as the world ends
Through the hail storms, during hell storms, watching hell form
stressed
Imma stay on my path step by step
I don't really care about what they gotta say
Imma keep shining my light each and every day
Cause at the end
good, you
Make me want to yell, yea
Look how she toot that back up le day
But I don't need no backup mayday
It's going down and I'm moving it
Can't lose
Oh yeah, I'm this kite
Finding the key at the end of this line
I hope you can see me through all of this lightning
I make it rain on parades
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