Lyrics:
follow like a freelance sucker of the next biggest trend
We're pissing into the wind, to be heard by the indifferent
Shit talker, you've double crossed
follow like a freelance sucker of the next biggest trend
We're pissing into the wind, to be heard by the indifferent
Shit talker, you've double crossed
follow like a freelance sucker of the next biggest trend
We're pissing into the wind, to be heard by the indifferent
Shit talker, you've double crossed
Go no place to hide
Honest man
He's condemned to die
Lost all hope
Slave deep down inside
Alive
Bent back by the wind
Roots so strong
He cannot defend
When in CPT I go to Coco (Coco)
I'm not tryna get caught by the popo (No no)
But when they smell that loud it's that dope though
I just can't believe
on the line
Dogs whine in the alleys
Smoke is on the wind
From deep inside its empty shell
A cathedral bell begins to toll
A storm begins to grow
Amidst
to describe a feeling. I breathe out smoke
against the window, trace the letters in your name. Our
letters sound the same; full of all our changing that isn't
saw heard this coming
For that I wanna thank you
Looking back no regrets in the rear view
Pass the Colonial, The Old Federal
Let's not pretend it'll...
of grass moved by wind
Sometimes it is worst to win than lose a fight
Smell the blood that comes out from wounds
Breath the dust of your dreams
Believe in
know what I must do
I'll lean on you
Be my light
For the night
Shed my skin
Get me high
Feel the waves
on your skin
Blown away
by the wind
Through your
Only when the last dragonslayer has been laid by the heels
And his demonic soul is melting in the holy flames of eternal truth
The dragons kingdom
then we blow smoke through the wind
See the sky with my eyes then I ask god why I'm steady losing friends
Pay the price of my life don't wanna die but I
How I feel’s in the way.
Tryna’ speak out.
Glass house, loud creaks.
Tryna sneak out.
Pale yellow my teeth.
I’m a smoke dog!
I’m just barking in
the dust, you could hear the wind
Through the cracks in the walls where the sun came in
There were tractor parts, old Folgers cans
Full of nuts and bolts,
hygenist-didn't want
To waitress
Shoulda stayed in school now she smokes
Unwashed penis
Deep lung cough and bloody stool
White trash momma
Socially assisted
wind in my sails, I'ma stay hot on the trail, my
Happiness, happiness is fine but its momentary
A momentary lapse of reality
Reality is fine, but for
Waiting on the wind
I'm waiting for you now
If could turn back time
Maybe take what's yours
When I can't give in, when I can't give in
I could taste
Time moves a summer wind
I can see your face again
Was it such a tragedy
Being you, being me?
Smoke clears, the picture fades
But I stay
the smoke and the fire
They were cut down
I saw, as the brave men
Died, by their thousands, forgotten
Their names carved upon a white cross
The rows stretch
But you'll know it when your eyes they start to focus.
Until then, I'm around in a hot room by myself,
Organizing all the ways that I could take all
got rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Say has anybody seen my sweet Gypsy Rose
Oh, I got wind my Jo's been dancin' here in New Orleans
In this
pyres
The Hopeless flames keep climbin' higher
And they just won't die, smokes fillin' my eyes
Won't you stay with me by the fireside
Maybe I am
know the field
Grind like you in construction nigga you know the drill
I keep telling you that I'm top two
You need more than your rapper niggas to stop
Help but no one comes.
honey won't you turn the TV on?
Brown summer, stench wind...
the globe spinning one a rusty hinge.
Get in your car go to your job
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