Lyrics:
the wishing well
The message is written
God I need help
I can not escape
From my place in hell
So take those words and watch them burn
Watch them fucking burn
again by segregating the inferior from
The Nordics, We need gun control! Political
Expediency is crucial
And I'll benefit the economy!
With me in charge
dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain
And so came the third
dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain
And so came the third
You're call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system
Is not available
At the tone please record your message
When you have finished
And with this message
That I bring to you
A beacon of light
To see you through
For time is on our side
And a holy man
Does say to me
To always
famous murder-suicide was
Also the birth of the death icon –
The blueprint for celebrity
Unfortunately, for all of
Their inspiring morality
Nowhere in
skin
But venomous
Dirt off the shoes
And off the shoulder
Produced by Timbaland
Produced by Mac
Produced by Jay
Produced by the realest in the whole game
gravity back
Adopted by the major I want my family back
People work hard just to get all their salary taxed
Look I'm just a writer from the ghetto like
Adopted by the major I want my family back
People work hard just to get all their salary taxed
Look I'm just a writer from the ghetto like Malory Blackman
than three
Take the distance from the depths of the deepest ocean
To the surface of Pluto
And multiply by as far as you can count
And you'd still be
Adopted by the major I want my family back
People work hard just to get all their salary taxed
Look I'm just a writer from the ghetto like Malorie Blackman
You and I
I run this world so fast
I, I, I
I let my foot stay on the gas
You you you
You walking nowhere going fast
Yeah
And I know
I know
My soul
really from
Haven't picked up my fucking phone today
Messages piling up, yeah I've been hiding but…
Haven't the energy, attention, or the time of day
For
it and keep on movin'
Guess who's back up in the house
Original Cleveland criminals
niggas just send them subliminal messages like
"Murda, Mo Murda
gravity back
Adopted by the major I want my family back
People work hard just to get all their salary taxed
Look I'm just a writer from the ghetto like
Gotta make my momma proud
Do it by myself imagine millions in a crowd
Didn't need your help imagine billion dollar house
Yeah I switch it by
that we do it
And keep on moving, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murder,
Got nowhere to run
In too deep
Come on baby you can lean on me
Finger on the gun, then you you'll see
Come on baby you can lean on me
You're the only
unexpected, life can be crazy!
Nobody planned it, but it happened
Many years gone by quick,
My heart's been missing you
You've been missing from me
Through
And took your hate
And built up strength
You hoes cannot compare
Not even by a tenth
To those
Who think they got
The best of me
I'm rising from the ashes
by the telescreen
That's not for me, too much for me
That's all for me
And they're going nowhere
To find better somewhere
But can't get out
reside
From dusk until dawn
When the whole world is upside down
And there's nowhere to hide
You have to hold on
To keep from slipping in the dark
Drop
of fruitless trees
Beneath a gibbous light we lose our way tossed about by wild waves
We are following the course of the wayward stars
Asking all the questions
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