Lyrics:
Breonna, George, Trayvon
Jeffery, Justin, John, Jordan, Jamie
I could name more
Can't get respect cause our neck
They got they weight on
Changing
all these loans up, avocado toast w mimosas… we poured up, rockin, poppin bottles of Andre,
And know we’re better together just singing songs by
Two nations divided
By a common language
And about two hundred years of new songs and dancing
But the difference is language
And just the bits
me?
This is the sound
Of the desperation bound
By our own collision
We are the voice of breaking down
The static comes alive
Beneath
me?
This is the sound
Of the desperation bound
By our own collision
We are the voice of breaking down
The static comes alive
Beneath
No more quiet calls of desperation
As we cross the Franklin county line
All those profane manifestations
Are left to decay in their own time
Our lips
zip code number off by heart
Watched our civil war from the roof of The Empire State Building
Got home in time to catch the Late Late Show
Or else, I
dies in the name of grave mistakes
That we all make
Believe that we're getting by treating ourselves wrong
Throw me a reindeer John letter party
John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
the gutter
The world is ours, Scarface
Even though we came from a small place
No matter where I’m at, I’m VI, all day
The St thomas Kanye, need a feature? Call
the waters you give
Come and nourish our souls, we need your gift to live
I sit by the window pane
Waiting for the wind to rain
When will it fall down
Lyin' About The Blues
Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte
This song was never recorded by us, but ended up
say daddy your song is awesome
Instead of gang bangers in school won't let up
I'm fed up I'm wondering if you can come up an red up
You shut up,
They be leaning on the fence
Man I bet these alphabet men
See I ain't a menace
Asking your profession?
Tell her all, no mention
I John Hancock Trey
I rep
that been hardened
Change a view that's been distorted
Lets make it crystal clear, you don't gotta be plagued by fear
2nd Timothy 1 and 1st John 4 it's
I was one that got away,
A young and restless renegade
Chasing my dreams, still on the run,
I had some moments in the sun
Years flew by like
In the book of John the Bible talks about
That John was just a servant
That he was a servant of one who was to come that was greater
And so he said
Dear Mom
Wish I was a better son
But we both got shity cards from day one
You with your health and my with my father john
I didn't want this to be
Na na na na na naaaa
Wasa finer le le yi ya ya yaa
Another one from wasa ye
Wasa finer
Fine boy jiggy ya
Dem say man shall not live by bread alone
Theres this /lawn that we were born, in a /summer dawn,
Lots of /engine making songs,with /drum and horns,
It’s Just /Mom n me n Tom, to/gether we
Let the beat play, brody
Uh, solidarity like that muscle we refuse to flex
That synergy that these niggas just refuse to tap into
In our
To the vague threats, metaphorical
Someone pulled a gun at our wits' end
But your shoulder kiss, and that song you wrote
Like kids in class, we were passing
the vibes inside no stressing oohhh
Sweet talking
She mine now so keep walking
This our style the gang saucing
And we be dripping every time that we walking
this way before
That's why I trip when you put your body up for show
Our love is sacred bonded by a special pact
We always end up back together slipping
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