Lyrics:
at last
You found a love that you can keep
And only losers weep
So standing by you , tears aren't shed in vain
I said so
'm here
Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here
Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool
I should've
no intent of saving anybody but myself
Then take me out myself
I'm standing here all by myself inside the echoes of my own home
Where are you tell me
what you need to make sure it stays sturdy
I hope you aren't denied they don't sanction all some will fall let's us pray that you're one of the worthy
callin'
Why you over there then?
My girl got a girlfriend
And we be bringin' girls in
You don't want my dick up in her
Keep her 'way from here then
I'm so
"look do you want to do the video? You can
be the old man in it." I said, "Old man? Look here, look here who do you think you're talking to... old man!
Four years in the making
Might ramble here quite a bit
So take a seat, gather round
Welcome all to my shortlist
Of what I'm going through, I wanted
you the one who brought me out here
You'll make him regret being so near
You'll make sure that everything's so clear
Snap out of it Tails, conquer your
is not here?
I don't discuss my private life in public.
But don't you care that she is not by your side?
I think I've had enough of this
will you kindly read what it was I brought thee
Hello to Ray, hello to Godiva and Angel, who let you in?
Isn't it nice the party? aren't the lights
simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Dear Mister Muse
aren’t fun when I’m the only one who loses
I’m through with it
I’ve never not regretted chasing girls I work with
I can’t think of a time that it’s ever
the light is in our eyes
You still stay by my side
It's a miracle we're here now, aren't we?
Who could ask for anything more?
It's so good to be alive,
Making other pirates' flows sound
Like Speak and Spell
And I'm Bangarang, Captain Hook
Top chap in my whole pack of crooks
The chapter book king backed by
by step
To recovery
I think her beauty was one of a kind
Who woulda knew that she wanted to die
Broken dreams and low self-esteem it seems these are
me all by myself with no one, leave me here to cry
I wish you were the same person who I had met before
But clearly you have changed, no longer need
you arrive
I'm here for you inside the ride
Come and sit by me I'll treat you right
We're in my city so I'll hold you tight
I'm not gonna force you
Along by the canal
You can see the remnants of last night's reverie
As left by the local tenants
But these aren't the gifts they give free in
On the bench, I'm kidding
You sit in the bleachers
Talking your shit when you aren't kissing
My ass or begging for features
Surrounded by creatures, leeches
Each
DJ Khaled, we the best
Who, we nigga
We the best
The Runners, I represent the ghetto across the world
And you represent the hood, two hands in
down here
Lord I need your help
Cause everyday I'm in sin
Lord I need your help
I don't if I believe in you
Lord I need you your help
Don't leave me all
callin'
Why you over there then?
My girl got a girlfriend
And we be bringin' girls in
You don't want my dick up in her
Keep her 'way from here then
I'm so
hijackings?
Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle
Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors
A thugs' cause
It's like
Cause I am here to slay, now sashay away
Wreak hell
(Wreak hell!)
Here's a song written by voices in my head
They will only ever shut up when I'm dead
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