Lyrics:
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
ignite this desire
To get out of this town and go real far
All the late nights in this place
Followed by the days that all felt the same
Despite the time
If you need space, take a trip|Hijack you a ride on a rocket ship|Hang out with some constellations|Get yourself some isolation, babe||If you need
Feeling broken and you don't exist
When you're feeling broken and you cannot fix it
Feeling broken and you don't exist
When you're feeling broken
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
a gold crime as I'm racin through this obstacle
007, Layzie Bone, knew it was possible
Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission
Listen,
That's alright
You gotta lot of sense
Runnin' through your bones
And that's alright
Ooh, hey
Look-a-here
What you got?
Come on
Yeah
Verse 1: Bizzy Bone
I'm sending a message to warn you imposters
All hating in my business
When I see you I'm a drop you
Get slugged and get drugged
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
Shit you knew the toll is 25 cents for you to swig my brew
I got influenced by foam because it gets me pumped to get a 40
'Cause they love it when me
special
So tell me why you went around me twice
And then you lied to my face when I asked you why?
Darling look at you and the way you move
I get broken
across seas on glaciers
Four shotguns that got fucked by Geisha
Still gracious, still able to twist out darts
Just grew tougher skin from swimming with
souls around you
Don't touch things that isn't it belong to you
Yea
Do you think I get time for it (Nah)
I'm not going in there
I am out of here
Full
Too many people to keep eye on
Too many people that I rely on
I gotta get out, I gotta figure it out
World got me meds, world got me dead
Word word
Sans, Sans, wake up
What is it, dude?
A human has fallen from the surface world
Really? And you got a bone to pick wit' 'em?
No time for puns
even get me to stay here all alone
I'm only young and I want to go back home
Oh, go back home
Oh, go back home
I've got a story about my broken heart
I got a message in a bottle
Wrote up real nice like
It read retire, and I mean by tonight, tonight
They must've drank out that bottle, so
we could wrestle make a wager over war
This is all the reason And this is why I train
There aint no seasons off I'm out here bleeding man
You gotta get
on me nigga you better be ready with your heat.
If you wanna know if I'm really a "G" then get out your car and come see!
And I'm like a battering-ram,
low/love?
gonna hang these bones out to dry
dry, dry, dry
oh you're good, man
got a blackberry stain
and they're not even in season
if you're not yet
Taking it all the way, yea
Aye
And I can't be swayed
Can't be swayed
Tell em get up out the way
Cause I'm taking it all the way
Yea
You know
in this microphone
You just here for the ride along
Baby go you can ride alone
Get out of space
Get out of my world
You fuck up my energy girl
You
Spleens get ripped out the backs of your raps
Broken-down fractions as you start to make actions
It's too elusive, how I'm quicker than Bruce's
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