Lyrics:
we go
And don't tell anyone where we're from
We can cut and paste the stars to our hearts
And understand their language
And we won't spit with
You're a beautiful wreck now you're out of control
Crossing the double lines
You're a perfect disaster, the road to catastrophe
Don't stop for
creeping
I should be stealing away
Now the cool morning's cut me
And I'm trying not to feel it
But if she were to wake
Don't think I could conceal it
Wretchroboy
You know we make examples
We're history's booth
This is a future cut
Yeah
I gotta good heart
I born on beat that's a good start
Fractured signs, they waste my time
They concentrate, they take what's mine
Lost they move like fractured ghosts
To empty heads in empty lines
players in the game, make it hard to believe
When I got the ball yo follow me like a 3-man weave
Might go out to Tahoe, the regime was green
And I cut
So you're a poet
But you've never got a line
Some failed creation
None of it was worth my dime
So much attention
And you horde it like a thief
diamond in the vallay
Or in the harpoons or your opium hooks?
Standing in line renting a toothpick
There were three armed raids on the bank
and visions, inscisions
Cyclops beamin, cut a diamond with percision
Key to twistin a ???, roaches I be squishin
Addictions on scriptures, call it pet vices
your pocket
It's a long haul to the front of the line
And you get the in your own sweet time
But there's always somebody
Who decides to cut right
words are so profound
Black pants superman
With the self-inflicted smile
Stream line so refined
Fell into yourself and drowned
Walk tall, no remorse
a lie that you believing
You was tweakin' but you had me convinced
And now I'm convinced you need counseling and maybe some medicine
I need to step, cut
remember how I looked
Before he got to me.
Coming up on twenty-three,
Cut a piece of skin for me,
Never have to wait in line; he
Never seems to know it's
All the sickening scars, I'll believe in the way
Of the stripes and the superstars
I will fall in line and obey 'cause the price is so small
Almost
for forgiveness with silent contentment
Stand in the line with the rest of us
We cannot carry you further today
Hear what you don't say, thus help,
Well, I never cut tobacco in the hills of Tennessee
And I ain't seen a moonshine still
But I still love to smoke and drink
No, I never ate
It was not hard, to choose all the words that I should
Put in your mouth
In my own play of shadows
Between lines, word for word, honey.
See who
specie of the megahertz
Follow the yellow brick road, your
Asylum awaits you.
Sign on the dotted line.
Pirates of the underground, mutiny is in
She left you standing in the dog food line
Your love made you weak
But your hate will make you strong
You're blinded by pain
But you won't be for
wonderin' how the fuck did this madman get cut loose
From 25 consecutive 25 to life bids
For murderin' up some fuckin' white kids
These were the kids
a threat, it's a bet, word
Cause I roast you like a bird, cut you in a third
Of a fraction, give Akshun a little peace
Yo Howie, now we got a feast
Or a meal,
Five to three,
Walls of candy,
Sign my name
On the dotted line
Next to yours,
You found the ways to move faster
And stay healthy
No
We've watched the lines form in our faces
And the smoke fall and break to code
From our hands
And a message missed was a message read
We can
spoken stains.
We all just fell in line,
We fall for it each time.
Never bite the feeding hand
That pulls the strings that tie these hands.
Now is
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