Lyrics:
you could just listen up here and listen to this theater queer's theater query here and maybe act like a real artist for once in your life
Say Van
never grasped or
Wanted to
Understand the ways of the internet
My narcissism makes me hope
Hope that
One day I will be
The Van Gogh
Of rock 'n
Rollin' in space yah
Deal with da fate nah nah
Rolling blunts for my mental state
Floating round like stones in space
Vẫn đang mải ngắm nhìn trời
First bid for governor in 1958 by hedging on the
Race issue, against a man who spoke out against
Integration Wallace ran again in '62 as a
Staunch
song for all of y'all
Cuz I'm done listening to ya' love stories
While the soldiers praying for their lives to breathe
I know it's your lifestyle
You
C'mon, man, roll outta bed, please c'mon
Diss me say my name in a song
Oh, God give me a minute
Damn, son, you ballin' now, two hours
A hundred
oh
She is a song
If you try you can feel what she's feeling
And if you climb you van hear just what she's thinking
And we'll trip the light fantastic
the matic
Down ah bypass
AK jump out ah jacket
Send for the killer
Everything get drastic
Slow song singing
Flowers in a basket
Them ent nuh badman
Them boy
moet probeer, nog net een keer
Dan sal ek eers vir seker weet
Of ek tot hoog daarbo kan kom
En dan verby tot by die son
Waar ek elke dag tot laat in die
mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm?
Said it was one of my friend's songs, do you want to drink on?
She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun
She got
a shame (Sad)
I come a dime a dozen
But I'm not just countin' change (I'm not)
Put on for the fam
Make it then split the advance
Broski weighin' grams
fist
By chance, I don't really like to dance
But I'll learn a couple moves for you
Sorry, babe, you can wait a couple days
But you know I'll save
and blues
Ago blow like van fuse when mi tramp move
SLR, camouflage and mi timberland shoes
Confused by di sniper hand moves
Mi nuh fling big stone offa bwoy
ciggies, tissues in case of hand jobs
Old school vans, a tee tucked in Adidas short pants
Eluded by the concept, of love and its importance
Secluded by
Lisdoon, Lisdoon, Lisdoonvarna!
The multitudes, they flocked and thronged,
To hear the music and the songs.
Motorbikes and Hi-ace vans,
With bottles -
make it happen
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
That's the best way to keep everybody blind
When the truth is in the building all these lives gon'
I'm lying it was 20 bucks
(20 bucks)
(This song's for you, you, you)
Me and them watch independent films
Kickflip 'til the rubber on my vans gets thin
at you, I said why?
She said why you never make songs for chicks as if it's hard to do?
I said I make songs for me, leave the studio
And go and fuck
in my business unless we doin business
Trey songs, gotta make it, ends is Tremendous
Relentless, that's how these bars come across
Chicken strip
hate tea, I like these beats
Lately I look for a reason to be
And I'm with Jason and I'm jamming out another track
I'm over one-sixty songs deep
And I
this far
But I got this far
By the sound of the crowd
When the lights kick on
And the high you get when
They're singing your song
You wrote about how
and round
We're still disco dancing on the other side of town
Leather biker demons want to run us down
Looking for that Foghat song that never can be found
Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- thinkin bout some days gone by how
Time just floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile
shit for clout cause they dry like a pile of hay
Ain't nothing new nigga
Ain't shit to do withcha
I'm pushing shit like van gogh or kanye
In the van
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