Lyrics:
to sea we're cast.
The clouds dried and cracked
It was calm in fact
The ship had been towed,
By sea Dyaks towed
So we're sold Kolaba
'n sent -- I let
I move like a moth or a butterfly
Craving a change in the wind
I swirl by all the insects and all the flies
Watching the cycle they're in
of the river
And they go by a Scottish name
For 300 years they've lived in that cabin
And none of 'em have ever changed
No none have been born
And none have died
Got hit on the gram
Rip to all them ones
That killing and know it
Rip to all them ones
Got killed by their friends
Rip to all them ones
That fallen from
and they hate to see it
Walk in my shoes, see some dark places
My life's crazy and not normal
She wanna hit me up, but I'm tryna stay loyal
Inspired by
Yeah, good hoodie, shorty got the good pussy
Sniff coke off a crisp hundred
Stay blunted, silk pants, sip France
Chicks dance, I stand in the pimp
we walk with our hats on tilt
Pink and white silk, made of shoes on stilts
Dressed as the morning milk, plus, like the quilt
When we rock
golden sandals
Gold shield, war force field
Silver spear, jasper armor flooded with onyx
Silk garment, a silk cape, a nickel plate breastplate
A golden
day long gone
The silk dilemma is the key, it's still for me
One by one the lights fade out
The fright-night covers all with her cloak
You cannot name
The eldest Jean Francoise
What a mixture of sweetness and snobbery
Milkfed by his mother on Russian aristocracy
With wit's like sabre through silk
He was
With a gallon of milk
Look beneath his punctured feet
To the riveted silk
There is time, still! If the time wills,
I'll be off by June!
Like a foxhound
of the day
I will drink by your hands, empty in my head
Your fingers smooth like silk, your lips my sweet hell
After you I will never, I will never be young
in
To a cycle reminiscent of a sickle swing
Betrothed by the aria the city sings for us
Ignorant,
Voices in my head just a chorus, ignore it
Living in
She looked at me across the room
Protected by her silk cocoon and I
Closed my eyes
She made a sound I can't retrace
And vanished into thin air in
eating up the cheese game
I'm flippin' packs, get it by any means, man
Shawty hit my line talkin' bout a Three-way
Getting hella packs like I play for
Roses by my head
(By my head)
Breakfast in my bed
Cotton Egyptian thread
Soaking up with the sun with every word you said
Beauty is what you call me
spinna, wiggle that silk web
All applaud then forget any trace of it existed
It's slight different, heights is quite stranded
Lone by the light of me hip I
The boy traced through the valley of silk
The gentle breeze, the slow rush of the rivers
The smiling travellers passing the ground which he hobbled
I'm in ecstasy
Man her body burns, yet im always finding ways to get through the fire
I love her curves, watch her silk dress unzip and melt into red
Mrs. Hannah seemed old back when I was a child
We lived in her house by the railroad tracks
My father would take me along with the rent cheque
For
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged
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Welcome to the house the D O double G built
We got honey cream silk and milk
We make that big bank
a gal by the cut o' your clothes
And you'll stand out, In buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
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