Lyrics:
biggles: I
Ximinez: It makes it all seem so stupid
Biggles: Shall I? Ximinez: No
Just pretend for God's sake ha! Ha! Ha!
Ximinez: Now, old woman - you are
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Of the United States of America
I'll stand and place my hand upon my heart
Every time her anthem plays
When I
for the sake
Of that picture I should see.
But I was lost on the moon
As I heard that front door slam,
And that old sign on the cross
Still worries
beat the back off the bitch
One at a time in the mind while I'm in it
Wow
Super deprived of an image
Parents of mine side by side at a christmas
Wow
our minds' sake, one for our grinds' sake,
one for ourselves, and lit them all for old times' sake.
Leave it up to TRAV to put you on something new,
I'm driven, blessed with the God given)
(See with your eyes dilated for the for the sake of the G's)
I was getting buried alive
Heard the dirt hit
out to your spot
Kick the door down for old time’s sake
Release the hate from this snub 38
Kick it with niggas that
Push rhymes like weight
Golden
steps
Walk on for the sake of time
Walk on old man, don't look behind
The past will sustain itself just fine
Now take my young gaze and turn it around
My time's growing old as I lose year by year,
a stale taste is clinging to friends, love and beer.
I feel my life dwindling, days running away,
I may
You know better and I know better, let's do it anyway
Throw our hearts into the wind and let the music play
One more time, for old time's sake
for the sake
Of that picture I should see.
But I was lost on the moon
As I heard that front door slam,
And that old sign on the cross
Still worries
Fears of dying, getting old
We ran the race, the race was won
By running slowly
Could be soon we'll cease to sound
Slowly upstairs, faster down
course plate
Cuz when this shit get hit by the fan
Same old clan gonna have clean hands
I digress, those jaded to stress
Difficult to clean when you numb
I met a nice old man today, oh, yes, oh, and he sure had a lot to say, a good long time ago.
I've led a soldier's occupation, oh, yes, oh, in every
rags and coony drags
All made my poor heart ache
Bring back the rhymes of olden times
And just for old times sake
[Refrain:]
Won't you play a simple
Fears of dying, getting old
We ran the race, the race was won
By running slowly
Could be soon we'll cease to sound
Slowly upstairs, faster down
Fears of dying, getting old
We ran the race, the race was won
By running slowly
Could be soon we'll cease to sound
Slowly upstairs, faster down
give me time
Give me time, just for old time sake
Give me time, my heart will break
If I can make you see, there's no one else for me
And there will
practice
Being watched by the all-seeing eye that guides the masses
We celebrate life
We celebrate death
This rite of passage, old blood to new breath
stamina than Unc
We in The City (East Side)
Nigga, that ain't skunk
We in The City (East Side)
Nigga, that ain't skunk
And for old time's sake
For Eddie's
cry again
This time I'll spend less time asking why again
And spend less time denying it by getting high again
Bridges get burned and lessons get
on
Producer never got time for no excuses, gotta go beyond
My flow is tom-foolery
I smoke these pork rappers so fast they call me charcuterie
I beautifully
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
I'm only 24 but my soul is older
I've played a thousand roles by the time this show is over
It seems like every
having a good time
I don’t care about your stories
Put your phone down
For the sake of old times
And maybe we could make history
Come meet us somewhere we
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