Lyrics:
everything, point him out and then he dead
Shootin' up where his granny live, "blaow, blaow!", his granny duck
He don't give a fuck, he's on Henny and Xanny'd
by time and progress
Lending it a distinctive quality a
Modern city embracing technology
But somewhat overtaken by nature
Still trying to find
know, who I'm living for
You know my heart Lord
It yearns for You but
Is led away by selfish thoughts
I need your light to make a way
Lay down my life
And than it starts to creep like a slimy red animal
across the land covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow
with living scarlet feelers , crawling ! ,
and artists dead
Make slugs a part of his head
Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel, scarlet red
Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash right
All my niggaz
in plain view
Today's new woke up feeling grateful
You get what you give and you make due
Don't get discouraged I know you're meant to flourish
Through
and Jesus
The disciples never uttered a word
He literally started embodying his permanent position in our lives
Because he stepped in between the law
Good news! She's dead!
The Witch of the West is dead!
The wickedest witch there ever was
The enemy of all of us here in Oz
Is dead!
Good news!
I hear it's coming it knows where I am
The thing's in my head I'm it, it's me and I'm dead
In a place surrounded by the grey of an eternal night
dead before they’ve begun. The sky proceeds to fall in, as I admit my defeat. Brought upon by all these assertions and I am grateful for all. We walk in
Deep down
I know It does
I want to live feeling grateful
I want to live having fun
In a place with people who know me
Reminiscing on what was
I want
Matter... Black Lives Dead
World united, and reconciled? Blood-shed
Sun rising, day by day, earth's reeling
Rotating on its axis; void of feeling
No love in
train flattened that furry thing.
We got on board, went on our way.
Grateful that we did not risk our lives
to save a life of a wig that day.
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
I wasn't living how I want to
But it's all good cause I had a couple things
So I could be grateful
Sometimes you gotta pop yourself up in the head
The first one in a creative spree
Was swallowed by deep gloom
Erotic, wild fantasies
In the poorly lit bathroom
Scarlet strips on frail wrists
Were
ties
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, oh
I'm so grateful, all I need is love
To the Lord above
G6 globals, who'da thunk it, from the projects
Eight balls,
Wake up in the morning feeling live
God must be really on my side
Got the baddest bitch up by my side
Cash make the pussy come alive
Everybody
All the stones inside my head
Were carefully removed
By the doctor's perfumed scarlet hands
She delved in deep for your savage teeth
That
in the age of the social
On our knees, take a test
To be lovin' and grateful
Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
You were by my side
You helped me, when it was our time
But it’s not enough
It’s not enough
Baby I’m grateful for all of the pain that put me
We are tied by the blood shed
By those who wanted us dead
She brought color to my bleak world
Through maddened love which was unfurled
Though I can't
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