Lyrics:
can't fix what you can't see (pretty hurts)
It's the soul that needs a surgery
When you're alone all by yourself (pretty hurts, pretty hurts
His neck is red as Alabama clay
Now he's goin' home this time to stay
Where the roots run deep on the family tree
And the tractor rolls through
Bits of stupid little bitches ripped up in the strip
That's the level of heat we gunna bring to the plate
Rise now before its too motherfucking late
You see me stuntin', I know that it hurt you (I know that it hurt you)
I keep gettin' money, I know that it hurt you (I know that it hurt you)
See
renouncing his inheritance
That's legal to do in the State of New Jersey, of course it is, that's right
You're the master spellcaster on Earth
You've
friend, he can't believe it
Ain't that what it's all about, what it's all about, yeah
All I wanna do is make my hometown proud
Make them turn it up
When it hurts so bad (when it hurts so bad)
When it hurts so bad (when it hurts so bad)
Why's it feel so good? (When it hurts so bad)
(When it
nothin' to do
But wonder where you're headed, baby
Have you ever loved somebody
Who loves you so much it hurts you to hurt them so bad?
Have you ever loved
nothin' to do
But wonder where you're headed, baby
Have you ever loved somebody
Who loves you so much it hurts you to hurt them so bad?
Have you ever loved
three feet deep
So I, that's right, fucking John shit himself
There was soil, it's like quicksand
He went down there to spread the fucking soil
bitch it ain't a car that I ain't got
Your nigga lost it but Gucci 'bout to lose his top
She found it sexy that every problem I got I address it
These
and snow
I'm at the mercy of it all
This life I choose
Sometimes I hang my head and cry
When that evenin' train goes by
Wish it could take me far away
Hours learn to just stack yeah
You ain't go through all that yeah
You can follow my map yeah
Let me show you where it's at
I see the words
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
a believer, it's chaos
Where are our leaders? Oh, oh, oh
I'd rather save an angel down
Save that angel catch that angel
Save that angel catch that angel
Save
convince all of your sycophants
To sell something EVIL that will hurt and kill a lotta people
It's so unethical but it's not illegal
So eat your Wheaties
Eighteen years ago I saw this U.F.O
And saddled up my tractor for a cosmic caravan
I followed it through space and found this distant place
Where
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
Laughter ceases after masterpieces slash your thesis
Questioning my passion is like asking Jesus if the crucifixion hurt
Flirting with ears, but
flat on my back, I'd slid 'til it hurt
Giving it over, giving it over
You put my head in the clouds and my feet in good dirt
My head in the clouds
smokin' on Dibby
They still ain't come slide
On the block where he died
I know that hurt they prides
(Hurt they prides)
I don't wait, if they spotted
Catch
where I'm at even if its attached to burning myself out
I know that's not the best now
And let's just say, it wasn't just my ways
Some people can sure
graf writers
Its utterly stunning inside the
Great escape chase where
Kitchy snitchers crowd outside clouds
Of suspicion like
"I'm one look in the first
was mildly uncomfortable but grundog can firm it cus im a bin
Anyway went out to his field and he had a big ol tractor sat there
I thought fuck me that
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