Lyrics:
the assignment
Tuck those ribbons under your helmet
Be a good soldier
First my left foot then my right behind the other
Pantyhose running in the cold
Mother
so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame,
wrists
You gotta grip correctly, you gotta have good footwear
Shove your right foot out
Turn the right foot in
Shove your right foot out
Heave at the ball
strong, hold on, make it through the day
One step at a time
One foot in front of the other
I'm gonna get through this one way or another
Cause I know it's
Five foot two, eyes of blue
But oh, what those five foot could do
Has anybody seen my gal?
Turned up nose, turned down hose
Blackbird yes sir!
Cooped up so long
Woke up when you called
Hiding out and sleeping
You called me out for creeping
Dripping blood from your foot at the quarry
feels to be alone
Only fifty million miles away from home
I have flown here through the silences of space
And I dared to set my foot upon this place
Don't stamp your foot at me
It's impolite
To stamp your foot at me
Is not quite right
At man's ingratitude
A woman winks
But such an attitude
making up a list
That I'm checking 'em all against
Well she gotta be five foot eleven, she smells like heaven
She was born in '86 or maybe '87
She
watch the world from the third person inside
I be living in the left lane
Never looking back with my foot up on the gas, ain't got no time to react
I
foot forward, one to the left
What will I become from this
Half hero, half thief
Preaching morals, mental spin
Justifying every sin
What will I
Before she even falls asleep
I got one foot out the door, one foot out the door
I think she said her name but I was wasted
I don't care anymore,
one foot in the grave
Could've been a real contender could've been a movie star
Everybody used to tell you you're beautiful and you'll go far
So
with the devil, if you lose
You gotta pay the devil his dues
Race with the devil, live to tell
One foot on the gas and the other in Hell
I'm
And we're living in Calcutta.
With one foot in the grave.
And the other in the gutter.
I bet you dream in black and white.
Sleep quietly
I ain't got no time for forgiven
I ain't got no time be afraid
I ain't got no time to be slowing me down
With one foot in the grave
I ain't got
Hand on the ground,
Foot in the grave,
Hand on the ground,
Foot in the grave
Falling from grace and you're going under,
Back in your face, so
at the foot of your door
You and I've got a fatal attraction
And I don't sleep anymore
There's a party tonight
Joshy says to roll through
The band is alright
I
of a struggling black foot under privilege
I'm quick to stick you for your whole bank book
Bitches follow my bounce and follow my flow
Follow me now, follow me
last summer when we went to Camp Granada.
We oughta try to dance.
Right foot first.
Left foot next.
I think you're sposed to do it to the music.
You
Everybody mek we remix di Dip
John livin up di crew an do di Chaka Dip
Do di Chaka Dip Chaka Dip
Run wid yuh foot an do di Chaka Dip
Chaka Dip Chaka Dip
Run
own...
When I wander through this wonderland alone
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hand from my glove
I'm too misty and too much in love
Yeah,
foot by the foot in my fruit roll up
No cuts no stems no seeds straight THC indeed
I'm tryna get stoned like I'm staring into Medusa eyes
You ain't got
impeached
Or should we shoot him in the foot
Well you waste my time
You waste my time
Looking for two hundred ways to hang a guy
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do
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