Lyrics:
“Mary Magdalene” - by Bill Tonnis
(Verse 1)
D Dmaj7 Cmaj7
She listened at his feet, and like a grain of wheat,
D
What's been done can't be undone Son, we can't care
Cause the last days and times are surely here
Snakes and flakes get blown, by the righteous ones
but I'm just as bad if not worse. It hurts
Dear diary, I cannot make up my mind
I'm lost in the weeds, with the one who means it all to me
"Hi there CJ,
whom
Have I harmed by
What I've said? What moral defection
Have I suggested? No, i
Don't want to chicken out now come on, pal
The clock's running
Hasn't
fantasies
Magi learned of pain
A feeling she was sure would never die
And as she wrote that day
Daddy wondered why his daughter cried
In her summary
He saw
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
mental state is an eyesore
Doesn’t take much for his joy to plummet
Low moods make him sick to his stomach
So on his lonely days
He would go and hide away
call stuck up
Act like a man and get cocked, smacked or fucked up
Pull the truck up, Luck you know the name
Ass out in the bleachers stay shittin'
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
playin poker
Cause I remember days, nights
I couldn't even think right
Niggas gettin murked out I'm clutchin
On that thing tight
I wouldn't even blink like
for seven days
And seven nights, the chosen ones spark the light
Of the Sun, that's killin off villains by the ton
Sealin all the doors
Diary of a madman
Walk the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary, I'm here to stay
Manic depression befriends me
Hear his voice
Sanity
Diary of a madman
Walk the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary, I'm here to stay
Manic depression befriends me
Hear his voice
Sanity
And I for chase the kwacha
Money dey ma mind top
I tell you money dey ma mind top
Yeah
Big Toney
I’m out
Yeah
(Meg- Mega’s beat diaries
a Five to five
Grinding all night with my niggah Frank
Had to catch an Uber but the girls gave us a ride
Seven in the morning had to stop by hungry jacks
rappers
Dust crush competition, lights out like the Clapper
The mic ripper, whip a nigga like a slave
Separate him from him from his fam, he don't know
insane (All day)
I pull up in private planes
Where ever you at I go there (You been on my mind)
You know that
24/7 Girl you all brain (You been on my mind
Day, Earth Day
Get out the door and attack
We be goin' on a mission
But don't step on a tack
Cuz I'm not a physician
Don't forget to bring a hat
Cuz
Day, Earth Day
Get out the door and attack
We be goin' on a mission
But don't step on a tack
Cuz I'm not a physician
Don't forget to bring a hat
Cuz
mare
If you see me go by, put up a prayer"
Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day
Eastward, long down the broad highway
His spirit was tired
infantry
Slowly march on Kabul
They leave resourceful
When you run out of drugs you get withdrawals
Picked dry by a cult of hate
Hail Mary runaway plane
niggero subtracter
Small time dope game plenty heart though
Good girl go bad I'm high off a motherfucker!
I read my diary mind play tricks
And travelled
read on the side of the road
The next town is 125 miles away
And these very words came into his mind. He said
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll
without consultin apprentice present
I don't really know you (I don't)
And I don't' really care (I don't)
Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his
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