Lyrics:
polishing done from a distance, teaches patience to the home team
Told me buffer as long as I come from under the counter with long green
Road back south, met
was no grass.
No one knew him.
He was shunned
By the whole school.
Jeered at, he was
Outcast like
The village fool.
All agreed on,
As if code,
down to melanin
Why am I so much harder than you?
Picking up green like a gardener do
Stardog will do
I put half of the Q in some fat off plate
My lips are turning green
I wait to bleed
I want the sun to rise
Show me a sign
Spaceman bring me down
I'm home when I feel your gravity
I'll
the city where the grass is green
And the palm trees lean
Been ballin'
Shot callin' since 83
I know the mothaphukin' industry
Ain't ready for me
Bay.
Oh, grey and bleak, by shore and creek, the rugged rocks abound,
But sweet and green the grass between, as grows on Irish ground,
So friendship
with God.
He filleth up my cup and it overflows.
It's no joke,
Come see yourself,
See my cup is so full.
I'm the kind of sheep that's where the grass is
with God.
He filleth up my cup and it overflows.
It's no joke,
Come see yourself,
See my cup is so full.
I'm the kind of sheep that's where the grass is
Convinced the judge, that I'm not guilty
Plus it's rounding the next time, tell me if you feel me
If you don't feel that, you just green as grass
Or duck
liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
Well, god's green hair is where I slept last
He balanced a diamond on a blade of grass
Now I woke me up with
then you don't know me
Yesterday, I put my hands on my head
As I looked to the sky
Yesterday, I never realised how
Much time flew by, yesterday
Ten
Ah, but they don't hit ya
Nah, they don't fit ya like main street would
I wonder if you've seen that green grass
Wherever you've gone
Is it
nothing seems the same
China-Park's got concrete where there used to be green grass
Even the church's got rusty bars over the stained glass
Still over
just ain't cool
Too many living in a tent city
They got no job and they got no home
On the other side of town the grass is green and pretty
to the morning cast
Its light all around your room
We lived on a street where the tall elm shade
Was as green as the grass and as cool as a blade
That you
to the morning cast
Its light all around your room
We lived on a street where the tall elm shade
Was as green as the grass and as cool as a blade
That you
Rise from candle to a fire
With sky of blue and green of grass,
A land of dreams from shattered glass
Thy people now no longer roam,
We reclaim our
Ah, but they don't hit ya
Nah, they don't fit ya like main street would
I wonder if you've seen that green grass
Wherever you've gone?
Is it
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