Lyrics:
I get it rollin' by doing shit every day
I get it goin' without the stick and the fame
I put my soul in, and commit to this way of livin' slow not
eyes get stung by the rays of the sinking sun
You follow the drum keeping time with everyone
Going beat beat beat, it's beating me down
Beat beat beat
always being misled
Memories from young I still think about today
Thoughts so hung that they lead me astray
Mind so stung that it's starting to decay
You'd
he's a nigga when he packs it
So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad float a note
That means I'm def, so like the autographs you sign until
chance
Never making plans
Tap you on the shoulder take your hand
Dance, like Howie Day you and I collide
And I can feel in your touch you got sex
how it seems.
You're reaching out, you're so close you can touch it,
But it all disappears when it's always so near.
But one day, we will find that
is the schoolgirl that used to be me.
Ah, the apple trees,
Where at garden teas,
Jack-o-lanterns swung:
Fashions of the day,
Vests of applique,
he's a nigga when he packs it
So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad float a note
That means I'm def, so like the autographs you sign until
Leaving nothing but darkness
I lose control but feel a force that pulls so heavily
It’s pulling me under
It‘s almost like I’m suppressed by
suppressed by
wide awake
Long days longer nights on this road cloaked in ice
I sense you were stung, but I hope you can come to see
And know that you can lean on me
attention from the powers
That preside over our minds and our lives.
When they find what I want is the deadliest weapon; that is truth;
Day by day it's
these addictions needs to start with the Lord... "Please call His name..."
What kind of lies have led your despise
Have stung your mindsize
Tried
There is no pain this way to the truth
And by the time he got to his amphibian mate
He was so scared of pain
He thought she'd just have to wait
But
the track up
So back up or swing or you'll get stung by my stinger
Heard that I was rich and now your bitch is on my dinger
Then I swing the jungle shit so
As Slip said same shit different day, like
We keep blazing till the daytime
Got your bitch showing tits on facetime
She ain't gunna change so don't waste
to be stung by a bee, that's just me
Or a wasp
Yeah, I'm being legit...
Got a clean record (you know?)
It really went from...
A joke to an album now I'm
attention from the powers
That preside over our minds and our lives
When they find what I want is the deadliest weapon, that is truth
Day by day it's
Any day could be yo last so I’m thankful I’m alive
From boys to man It’s so hard to say good bye
Long live my bro I know he watchin from the sky
So
hit the road
Day one grooving
Only got a twenty so
How Should we spend it
Headin to Tavuni
But we need a ferry ticket
Dock master says it's ten each
Burning down the straw man with arson
You will be so wrong man by burning down the straw man
Keep my name out your tongues
Feels like I'm stung, look
of your days has been defined
But you know that life is lived right here in the moment
So don't let it pass you by
I could fill up all my years
With
we feel wide awake
Long days longer nights on this road cloaked in ice
I sense you were stung, but I hope you can come to see
And know that you can
just yesterday
Remember preparing for another boring day
Sometimes fate will have you go up the wrong tree
Just to throw you back down to get stung by
(ooh-ooh-ooh, why?)
Even days of sunshine are dimmed by clouds of guilt (ooh-ooh-ooh)
And if these words don't rhyme
Or a bit of milk gets spilt
I find
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