Lyrics:
in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
standing there beyond the glass
Who said that we never would touch the speed of light
So far behind me, understanding
Stars become rivers flowing
Singing, "Here we are!"
We're filling up days on a dime
That faraway shore's
Looking not too far
We're following every star-
There's not enough time!
Intimidated as I am I don't go too far
I send a couple of paragraphs just to get a reaction
In the middle of texting you is when I get so distracted
Looking up
a few facts
Maniac, brainiac, run go tell them that
ATLien, NY felon rap
Handle me wrong I'm snappin'
Show up at your class, what's happenin'?
I got old friends and new
I wrote this for you
Only a few
Helped me grow and improve
When I was stoned and confused
My true bros didn't approve when
to end them all, the one make us devolve
World where hot lead how most problems solved
Place ran by madmen, maniacs and sickos
Lean mean radiated green Lou
the neighborhood
A few blocks
Behind his house
Down by the river
Not too far from the
Center of town
Then the fox
Shot across the road
Right in front of them
more to fear - A question of a few degrees
From sane to maniac - We’re feathers on a dying breeze
You trust your life to float - Across the gentle
gone
The memories are few and far between
But they're all I have left inside of me
The memories are few and far between
But they're all I have left
is the chosen one
We've got the same enemy between us
We're both getting fucked by a government
Designed to keep us fighting each other
While they
babe
I know a few facts
Maniac, brainiac, run go, tell
Them that, ATLien, nY felon rap
Handle me wrong, I'm snappin' show
Up at your class, what's
all the time
But if you're trying, if you're looking, if you're lucky
You can always fool a few and feel fine,
Is the line between shame and dread
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
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
decided to reach out anyway
I know we didn't spend too much time together so I wanted to catch you up on a few Things
For starters, I go by Saint and I've
beats now?"
"Did you know he's got flows sweet and sour?"
Pull yourself up a chair, grab a plate let's devour
It's far past the hour to take this shit
that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone'd come and push
usually hangs around
Between texas and paraguay
Sometimes ranging as far
West as catalina
Catalina, catalina, catalina!
This particular peccary
Is part
Pave the way for a new class
Few, far, and in between
make this ol' dyin' breed last
Flora Bama, orange beach right next to Perdido key
Mullet toss
Which brings me to my other who's significant, We could chill and Netflix, or deep conversation,
By far my favorite, You scheme, I recognize the dream
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
stupid
And misunderstood
Except for the times
Few and far between
When somebody knows the places I’ve been
Without having to ask, they somehow just know
ignoring
That's few and far between cause she's jhi annoying
I met a new hoe cause I'm back outside, and she worship the ground that I step on
You wouldn't
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