Lyrics:
Yea, who's that nigga over there though?
Bu-bu-bu-buh
This shit is that loud shit
Look
This that sunset by the ocean
Riding 'round
Cigar blunts
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers
Sunset til dawn
I got a word abundance, hold pens by the hundreds
Top speed, guaranteed, we still running
I be boombastic
With my terror tactics
Why
trying to get by
Tryin to live my new life
Cruising the streets in my new ride
In Dubí
Ain't gunna be much money left when I die
Somebody tell my kids
I
tackling the mans on his own punt
The Math is in your face, none better when I punish em
All your rap efforts are a waste, that's a cummerbund
Sunset Rider
to a tape by slayer
Parked in a parking lot behind burger king
Eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the staple
of short lifespans
Fearing the great equalizer
Truth is out there in the great unseen
Hindsight's coming so wait and see
Who's lying and who's truth telling
a mistake
I need to know if this is something
I don’t take no breaks unless I’m flying out for sunsets
Body on yo body tryna see you in yo sundress
Time that
And every minute racking my brain
Just to try to make it by
Suddenly I'm wondering
if there's any point in coming back
to pick up the pieces I left behind?
I've been trying to find myself a healthy outlet
The music playing while I'm starting at the sunset
Miami sun I take a breathe, then I forget
She
you
Yeah while the sunset
Bars on the roof
Like we built for the crash
I been in the backseat
Runnin up a tab
Lookin for the spark
I be pullin
Chorus
Big dreams, stay clean, I’m not done yet/
Get the green on my grind till my sunset/
Like Whip cream ,my drip them chics love it/
God crowned,
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers
Dark fantastic dreams
Neon clocks ticking away
Time is moving quickly
But I feel the minutes drag
Women in a pool
Worries hidden by their smiles
Here in this big city many people come and go
But my love, we two, are a permanent thing
Like a bird on the wing
Or the coming of spring
Just
The numbers just stay the same
But I'm coming back
To the same place
Coming back again
Oh, where I left off
When I left off
On my sunset orange horse ride
On the sunset strip we were driving slow
The top was always down
And the stars were always shining bright
The sun was coming up
When we were laying down
We felt
Chance again Shawty solid.... she hold it down for a thug
Can’t let anything come in between us... cause you my love
She lay it down for a real one,
We
Moonlight sitting on my neck
Big tide coming in undressed
Look at you trying to walk on water at night in a sundress
Think we got it right more
and
Then this is what he taught us
Nothing shines in these mines but
There are some subway lines
If you wait by the gate there's
A train coming at 8
From
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
Area 51 to Sunset Boulevard
Getting caught our thunderstorm
UFO fantasy unphased by their apathy
They Can't stop our stellar love
You and me, we wanna
.jpg/236px-Roskilde_Festival_Gorillaz-4_(cropped).jpg "Damon Albarn")
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