Lyrics:
opportunity
A dirty bitch pass
We don't wanna say scum
I'm a fruitcake
I want it all
To be a bag, a pound of product
Of Babylon
Flavor technology
How did you let me inside of you
When you already had him
There is nothing you could do that would hurt me more
Then knowing our last time was
closed the gate)
Father, I am alive
The table has turned, how much have you earned?
The dust is in your hand, but time is flying
And you won't get back
You'll just have to be
Day in, day out
Drift through the clouds
Breathe in, breathe out
Just one more time
Each day goes by but it doesn't feel right
Keep in mind before wiping
I'm selling
Prolly linked by terrace
In the A on gram
Gettin head in a Ram, prolly never forget it
She was blowin it down
It ain't a beast
That burdens me
I want the world to see
I'm thinking green
Thin king traveling by steed
My philosophy is V
For Velocity
My vendetta is
we ignore that. If we at all come together we can save a life by informing everyone about the seizures and how to help.
Noo brother don`t worry
Don`t
the bear.”
We died. Not all at once and not fast, but slow. No one was there to tell how slow. No one was there for farewells or funerals or eulogies. We'd
home
In silence with myself
Hearing my thoughts out loud
Taking more drives
To clear my mind
Point me in the right direction
So I could read the signs
We
the sun,
But look at everything that we've done.
Everything we said.
I could hardly understand,
How anyone can go to bed.
But here,
Everyone is all here.
conscience.
Wakes up, at some random sidewalk.
“Where am I? Inned this to make sense”.
“March 6th, one, nine, seven” “what?!”
Sybille’s trapped in 1974!!!
How
sayin' that she wants to do it?
Johnny: Can't prove it by me, cause they change their tune
When you got 'em in the back seat.
With his heart beatin' fast!
TO THE BIBLE AND KORANDEAR LORD I AM WITNESS AND MORE THAN A FANNOW ME MY NIGGA T.C. BOW DOWN WHEN WE COME TO YOUR TOWNDON'T STAND ARROUNDBLAW BLAW HOW YOU LIKE
The one you want is spoken for, when wishes turn to sand
There is no cure for wanting more. All the wicked hold your hand
Passing fancies, better
James:
How beautiul love could truly be?
Jessie:
No more talk of why can't that be me
James:
I'm so glad I finally see
Both:
What is this feeling taking
I don't want to alarm you,
But you certainly are ill!
Stricken with a sickness,
Deadly enough to kill!
Even the strongest man
Would drop dead
come on in and get it
They were all born not a second too late
Laughing up a storm by the silver lake
Oh, what more could we create
Knowing when your
Do you want to marry me
In the hotel by the airport before you have to leave?
I wish I could follow you
Through the arcades and the highways that we
Buddy
We want to go out.
What would you say to a drive to the inlet today
Could you reteach me to tie a line.
C’mon Buddy … one more time
Uncle Buddy …
you miss me till you die
I don't want you by my side no more
You a hoe
Ya you know
Treated me wrong damn look how it go
Oh shawty yeah she want it in
VERSE 1
news papers full of blood
aw on streets
gunshots in twilight
we’re surrounded by death
but don’t worry
our life is safe
politicians think
Feel betrayed,... as I sit here cold and tired
It seems that what I valued before
Has been eaten cold by a ghost
Deeds, what's to gain here
I want
served
On top of that, all your friends know my words
I accomplished more than you will in your whole life by the time I was eighteen
Never workin' a 9
Funded by the underworld
Branded by the universe
We don't answer to computer nerds
Always know when something's up
Chanting how the future looks
I
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