Lyrics:
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
follow rules
Want you close your lips
Yea I’m in my vibe
Got em like oh my
All I do is drip like the faucet running
Watch me floss or sumthin
All my people
OnOff
In the midnight street lights are on,
People off.
Street lights, white doors
Blurred lines makes me control
Im just passing by
Sadness in my
she's not
Cuz she is hanging on by a thread
And it's not made of spider silk
Cuz the strongest material in the world
Is her tears
Cuz all her money
all the people or they'll serve you
Like a pig on a platter
Tin-pot prince, the crime-scene is full of your fingerprints
Gloveless you steal in
But I'm liftin' spirits every time I write my lyrics, flow is heaven-sent
Venomous as the thoughts spin in this web you get caught in this
Silk
the ground. Their ears were deafened by the crushing sound. Waved to the people as he picked up his bag grabbed his cigar and his black silk rag. Up two steps
Don't you despair 'cause your
Fantasy life is nowhere
Under my care you'll be
Back in the pink
Drunk without a drink
Tunnel down in soft silk
on the def side, dancin' like a freak
The girlies see his booty and their knees get weak
Larry is the white guy, people think he's funny
A real estate investor
votes
Now the economy's crumbling and you just stand by?
Everything is going down like a landslide
People starving and you're laughing
With the much that
society and die free
With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks
And wrists the God is now a dog, the earth is called a bitch
And all my people wish
But who's there when I fall
I just pray that when I'm dying
I'm surrounded by people I love
I've been pushing them away
Never was good at apologies
out in a tent
Shoutout to the ones who stay up all night playing Minecraft
And getting skins by spending every cent
But of course regards to the ones
The people's champ, all my life I been told dat
I'm different from most of these guys&I own that
My style&my drip is exquisite (Yes)
One of a kind
in coffee table silk
Hungry people mix the sugar with some milk
Quick to place the guilt.
The wars inflate the price and raise the cost of daily life
kids who can't go out into the public
Scared to get shot up while out enjoying chicken nuggets
She won't do a thing and makes excuses by the dozens
(And
a gal by the cut of her clothes
And I'll stand out in buttons and bows
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that I've homespun
But I'll love you
just goin' through the motions, oh
Liftin' off the ground
Driftin' like the cloud (yeah)
My girl, she give me head when I pass by
I'm walkin'
Scrolling down through my phone
Tryna call you out for dinner in the winter
Candy canes and provolone
Witchu by my side people call me Mr. Winner
the taste of our goat cheese and milk
We shared our poverty, scared by reality, but our life lines were covered by silk
Until I lost a cow
The cattle were
just passing by
flying away from here
Yo
You don't have to say a thing bout how I look
I'm well aware
working all the time
You'll tend to put some holes
help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston Town
There are people there, who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
Although my
Silk Paper
© W. Flür August 1998
whispering lips - a woman in black
pious glances at my pious prayer book
rustling silk skirt, very nearby
made
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