Lyrics:
my chest
Yes it breaks (it heals) it freezes (it melts)
It sees itself in the worst of light
And it curses the day that I learned to write
The guys
Max came around one day
With very much, nothing to say
And so we sat in silence by the road
It took awhile to land
He threw his head into hands
Chorus
[Erick Sermon]
Oh no it's the _End of the Road_
Oh my God like Wanye, today was a good day
Word, ooh yah, I rip the mic to shreds
Enough lyrical
Nihilists with good imaginations
I am satisfied hiding in our friend's apartment
Only leaving once a day to buy some groceries
Daylight, I'm so
feelin like a piece to a bigger plan
'Cause all I'm sayin is the God honest truth of it all, we fightin the wrong enemy
That's why I'm gettin invovled,
'Cause all I'm sayin' is the God honest truth of it all
We fightin' the wrong enemy
That's why I'm gettin' involved
It's just like the end of that movie
Plus a ice chick, she suck ice dick
God favorite so the stay attracted
And you could fuck with the guard or get subtracted
I'll have you hideout, like
Uh, they tell me that it's not that bad.
It fucks you up good, but its not that bad.
They hold on to these tales till it's the dog that wags.
God
Woke up in the morning still I heard this song
Must be somewhere from my dreams, I don't know
Made me feel so good, sun was shining bright
God
We had a bad day, nothing to say on the ride home
Bound for the hills and the west coast
Barely took my mind off of the weather and the time
Clouds on the moon,
It was a Hollywood sky,
I sat on the wall, 'til your parents drove by,
And I walked to you door,
And remember how you smiled,
Too much at stake
Do what the Gods say
Every day the idea grows
Money is no object so
Keep on building, stone on stone
Let the temple reach
[Oh my God, thats so hot, ow! Can we take that line out?] Thats some good stuff, man.
We are the dominant being.
Outside it is nice and I feel yike
a rough go but shes on her feet
the man swept her off
few good years the wedding ring
wasnt enought to fullfill his dreams
came in form work one day
to lie
Can't afford a funeral, 'cause the costs is high
God damn, we can't even afford to die!
[Chorus]
But if you buyin' a house, I'll be your land lord
go a day without you
and only you can know what you're doing to me
...so good afternoon.
i think i'll go and take my snake down for animal testing
If you don't drill the replica good
The bullet won't leave and pop zCBeats
More time just swing where the heart is
Yo, let me get my hands on Lil
good
Sucka dick is that I say when I smash
Made then I smashed mama say mama sad
Looking at the rearview they coming fast
Im going to be over it in a day
taken my heart and soul
To the good Lord up above
I'm forever thankful
For blessing this outlaw with an angel
She's gonna learn from my mistakes
She's
alumni
Where the cops on me about to come by (what?)
Let 'em know we coming straight out BUCKEYES
(Ohio waddup)
And what they thought they got me all
try, but I could lose
I need to see you in a good mood
Not tied down by your worries, the worries
Don't worry
Don't get ahead of yourself
(Easier said
deceiving
Hold on strong and keep believing
A creature that's created by nothing but love
I'm going to make it worth it's while
Before I go up above
who's the king?
You're the king of the mighty west coast
You'll say I'm fresh with a mighty good God
And I'ma tell you straight up
I ain't a movie star
just watch
God made a profit (Prophet) when I knew no bible
He flipped my life and rebalanced my stifling (Aah)
Honestly I was so trifling
Still got my
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