Lyrics:
a neurotic liberty conceived a new world
Nothing, but to lapel tag responsibility
No longer buried in the roots of afraid little boys and girls
A desire
A thin ice of skating
Written by; jhonny dollar 2021
verse1:
i cant go skating cause is warm and frustrating
cant meet girls who can afford my
me, don't know why.
You live at 304
The cutest boy next door
Your luscious mocha curls
Must get all the girls.
Come fly at mine,
Rise to my second
my blood
There's a bridge not far from here
With an answer in the flood
In the dim lights of the club
Who knows if I'm a boy or a girl
But if you
sucking your teeth
Because they're coming for that, they're coming for that quota mama told me
You'll never be his equal, they all want us to live in fear
Daddy just wants you to smile
Mommy looks nice in her jammies
You'll put yours on - in a while
Bessie's BFF has two mommies
They live in a shack by
the chicks are humming
Soon they will be stunning it is like '85
Where I just came alive but debuts pass by
Boys you have tp give a try
And it won't start
the way
Might kiss a boy or two
Date a nice girl
Go to the clubs and drink until the lights swirl
Around in colours
Go home with someone new
Wake up feeling
We live in a world gone mad
Where unity and faith are bad
We welcome the end like it's already here
Full of prejudice, violence, and fear
We burn
it was just you and me
You and me, that's loyalty
Best friends to the end
Young Staffy always misbehaving
But I'm like, it's all good, you'll help me
being held by somebody
You feel even more protective
Because we grew up together
Boy of few words over text
But when we're together it's easy
Always
to get to you while
I am still alive
'Cause all the girls I fall in love with move to the West Coast, you see
The venues and the tea houses are haunted by
Asking me about stress
I thought we're sticking to being funny
No deep convos
We Pronto
Pretty girls
Like how pretty money is
And I'm in it for the love
to live on the poor side of town
She's shacking down with a guy from West Guiana
The boys around always look at the ground
Oh, what they'd give for
at a local cafe.
Friday nights they featured live rock and roll.
She fell in love with a boy who played.
He had soulful eyes and Indian blood.
No intention
me in the clubs
Then I would dance with the college girls and lie about who I was
Well, I'm premed here at UGA
Live on Millage Avenue
I was raised over
like Bruce Banner
Staring out my window, got a better view
You’re gassing bout things that you never do
Girls blow me in my car
I'm cosy on my lonely
We
shit together get the fuck out your mind"
When I was a little boy, my play date was a little girl from the next door to me
I loved her so much, and then
no one then keep it on the low low
Cause trust me i've been burnt by plenty of these fuck boys
That never want to see you win because they lack poise
Yeah, nigga
Niggas fuckin' tweakin'
Fuckin' goof boys, ah-haha
(Bill, this is important) yeah
Live, nigga
Baby, what's poppin'? (Poppin')
you stupid fans
Girl please
Don't treat me like you treat a toy
You wouldn't look twice if I
Was the pizza boy (nope)
You ain't got to flash me your
many girl problems cause I like them in twos
She say Beanzy why you do what you do
I said I do what I do
And I’m tired of the lies
I get high to get by
[Charlie Brown]
Bring one MC, two MC, three MC.
Send any MC's. It doesn't matter to me.
Sterp up like a thief in the night.
No wins and I
elementary big brother life in the judges lap; Even my momma pack stuck in this war
zone, I been a bad boy puffin before combs; for sure homey strap like
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