Lyrics:
time this is a hard line
Showing you the separation between U.S. like its apartheid
This ain't no common vibe fucked by father time
This is the sand
happening
Hungry children is a mother's dilemma
Dumpster diving to feed her baby emma
So you walk on by like it doesn't affect you
The held out hand that
happening
Hungry children is a mother's dilemma
Dumpster diving to feed her baby emma
So you walk on by like it doesn't affect you
The held out hand that
the trenches is very toxic
They told me let it go but that ain't logic, nah, that's nonsense
I feel like I'm adopted, I was raised by 'em
Many principles that
fine if they drag you
To a world that is full of abyss
But remember value is never defined by vocation
By season "x" or even a kiss
Think about it more,
Your boss is walking by, he sees it too and he takes it from you
She put you on the aces of all the stripper places
And has the kinda clientele where
Is it really like you do not mean what you say is it really like you not for me thought you was a bae don't be acting like you not on my to do today
messin', but this is a lesson
Godliness is cleanliness
But if you think I'm misguiding you
By sayin' there's somethin' inside of you
That bothers
Sayin' I could do without it
But you seem like you love it
I remember all of the subjects
That we would argue 'bout day and night
Do the best that I
what you’ve got you say
Home is where the heart is so says the ice chested boy
Never befriended always second-bested boy
Sitting in the corner boy
doesn't make any sense
The thing about nonsense is that you can't make sense of it
If you try and make sense out of nonsense, you're gonna have a bad time
It's not a lot that you've been saying, whoa.
But I can tell from your body language
Let's talk about it ('bout it)
Is you 'bout it?
Let's talk
you tell me why you're in this business?
I wanted to be a ballet dancer, what else?
The light, by the way, is a very funny color
Do you have anything
have to do is call)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me (you could roll with me)
I'm only one call away (if you was my baby)
(Let me take
dirt
Talk about politics as long as it's not all night talking about her
Change the subject on me
Take my phone, take my keys
Do whatever you have to do
His voice in the sky is the sound that you hear.
His timbre is dim and his motives aren't clear.
Why does the prophet above have so much to fear?
it
I know that I'm not helping things by tryna discuss it
But while we're on the subject
Would it kill you just to chill out
Would it be that hard
this is how I am in real life (mm-hm)
I don't want to just die a normal death, I wanna be killed twice (uh-huh)
How you gonna scare somebody with
all the possibilities for freedom,
Could just sway your first decision to subject them all to oblivion
And do you feel your life is threatened by
Just kidding!
It's not a lot that you've been saying, whoa
But I can tell from your body language
Okay let's talk about it ('bout it)
I-Is you 'bout
See how you got me
Look, I'm serious, where are you and why are you drinking
Tryna throw back henny shots what the hell is you thinking
Man the way
?
Do you want to be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
Down the innocent, and then the beginning ends
You was doing 50 in the 35, the ending is
You fit the description of the subject in this incident
We gon'
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