Lyrics:
I think it's been ten years since I might have slept
Typewriter keys keep banging on my head
I'm writing replies and quippy rejections
To I miss
body in the trunk
Car got totaled up now I'm folded up
48 hours now a nigga walking out
Hit the button on them keys just to pop the trunk of my ride
Were armed and dressed in black
We're coming and were on the attack
Hells gates can't hold us back
We got the keys check the book of matt
Put your
unprepared
If you open my eyes it will make me aware
I love you, I hate you, I miss you
Im wishing that I could just have you right here
I feel that you
Here is my moment, here is my lifetime
All that I have I will give to You
In this moment, 'cause nothing really matters at all
God created days,
Hajime mashite, dozo yoroshiku
TLR is back with another random song for you
Stargazer have you found a planet you want to travel to
Make sure you
and edit out all the mistakes
And start again when our love was still a game of
Press and play that amounted to a mixtape
No shitty tracks yet, just
American
Accents by accident b
Batter babbling battlers with a
Bag of batteries
Ban these bias blaggers because
They're badly backwards b
Batty bible bashers
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
blowing her nose
The theme song will not be
Written by Jim Webb
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell
Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdinck
the flowers grow wild
I can feel love growing for a country mile
As we travel together down a country mile
We will gather forever in a country mile
psycho shit
I got a axe with ten blades
That I might go get
If I explain it to you, nia
Then you will get hit
Tell your mama it’s a black dress
She needs
to the top of the world and back
We're the royalty on the ave, ain't nobody ever have
And the brand new jet black Cadillac
We've been down since day one
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
The Last Rodeo
[Verse 1: IYKZ]
They wanna wrap me
Won’t let them have me
Leave my hair nappy
Black on black tracky
Onto my knees and I’m praying
burning off, layered thick,
a cargo that I haul, wounds and loves unresolved.
I wake up with the sun in my eyes.
The present moment tries
but now I'm back
and tears will turn that bad dream
To a good thing it’s so clear
Kisses and tears a new world waiting
That we’re creating with our love
Kisses and tears my
theirs that's the way up
Knowledge!
I know besides fame, I'm being honest
No love from those we call parents
Orphan, I know how it feels to be forgotten
By
I'm leaving home today
Don't worry you will be ok
You will be ok
I should never have come
I love you, above all
But I have one ticket back
With no
were just following orders
Or were taught to do it
Instead saying no, many would just go and do it
While Black Wall street was bombed to the ground
By
orders
Or were taught to do it
Instead saying no, many would just go and do it
While Black Wall street was bombed to the ground
By airplanes because
And standing in the door
He said, if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have it anymore
He got the gospel on the radio
bide lady bide
For there's a nowhere you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
Why do you sit there lady fair
All in
goin down
Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
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