Lyrics:
yo DJ loop the beat I'm slidin' on this
Like Radiohead I creep
XXX said it best the whole point is evolution
Open your mind to find out what the truth
Well, she was born in Pensacola
Her old man shipped her north on the day she turned 16
Said he wanted her raised up right
By the Christian side
Palcem po szybie jak mażesz po parze
I wie że najgorzej że kurwa tak można
Zostawić ślady na niczym i z nici niczyich szyć czyny
By z niczym nie
Like a snowball rolling down the side of a snow covered hill, it's growing.
Like the size of a fish that the man claims broke his reel, it's
Radiohead performance
And I’m asking her questions that’s in accordance
To the present conversation, I asked who accompanied thee
Cause all the while, she
friend don't play
POV her her and me three-way
And I'm bout that
Sun Cut Flat in the ride
Radiohead in the ride
I pull up outside
Don't doubt that
Eyes
at the meter
Erewhon by the grove shit
And I'm cruisin' blasting Radiohead in a busted Prius right in the garage
You know I ain't my father's son if I ain't
will make your head hurt if it's one that's hollow
Well-read like novels written by K'wan Foye
Haters wanna hit but their making the wrong ploy
I be
check it
Sunset, Blue sky
All day at home
Enjoying by myself
I'm vibing on my own
Some games and beers, yeah
Nothing can go wrong
Tell me if u feeling low
At eighteen
Do you remember when
I tore out my screen window
And jumped the fence
Mistakes I'd make again
In the backseat, you, me
And Radiohead
We had nothing
by my five endorphins is a guy who drives a corvette
Thinks it's always time to floor it, from the depths of hell to extra cells
In Alcatraz and south
selling music today
An open source pioneer, siding near his fan-base
While Radiohead just creeps in from behind
Don't forget the dime
Thirteen cents
I cant stand the pain,
Days get longer in my veins
Tell you mother I said hi, and I miss you coming by,
But I've fucked it up.
Tell her I fucked it
Jest dużo rzeczy, których nie można powiedzieć drugiemu człowiekowi
Masz takie rzeczy?
Mam
Mnie byś też nie powiedział?
Tobie też nie
O strachu?
Też
Cole, Ben E. of Carole
Bee, Gipsy, Crimson
Of misschien wel die van Leon
Celine Dion, Eric Carmen, All By Myself
Is het Adele? Nevermind
On My Own, Patti
by Radiohead, a duo which needs to be seen
And I agree, the album you need, this birds name is me and Tony
I'll tell you now and
I'll tell you again
If
do is pose for a snap to follow trends
Oh my god she jarring this bitch she drive me round the bend
I got the bends like radiohead
They keep
and make art
cnd I'm influenced by many different people
Mediums and meaty ideas
So meet the shape-shifter
The mystery of syncopated beats
Were you listening
Radiohead
Ok computer
I swear I've gone numb
Ok intruder
Got my mind on the run
I'm in a stupor
It's the first of the month
I hope I got enough
I hope I run
hurt, no one gets it
But I must say you're
Not that complicated
You walk by, hands in your pockets
We lock eyes across the hallway
Nothings there, you
after
Studies say that point five try to un-alive
Even though Surrounded by happy people and laughter
Part of that five percent
But I will say that I am
falsetto singing niggas for the streets
This ain't for the Radioheads nigga this for the creeps
This feel like a night of stars you better grant your wishes
rally
That's all I know
I'm a 90s addict with an addiction to Jane
I like my nirvana with a side of cocaine
I live by fuck war peace kicks ass
I'm
closer as I'm drifting by
Listen to Radiohead, pretend you like it
Then we could bump it in my Chrysler
cnd pretend that we were stylish
cnd we'll wear
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