Lyrics:
, 1-2-3, 1-2-3
I don't think this is actually in six
Not enough air to quite go around
So we seek lower ground
The light plays its tricks on the trees
Rambo
Brrt
Yuh
Made it on my own (Yup)
King of spades, ACE on the throne
House of cards, smoke and mirrors, i hang with a shadow clone
Watch yo
can do this on my own
I'm done being weighed down by the shadows of your ghost
I just need to leave this all behind
And find some peace of mind
Now I
It’s 3 am, and i’m stuck right here, being molded to be someone who i don’t wanna be
Between death and life, watching you disappear, wanting to get
Three rings for the elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for the mortal men doomed to die,
One for
To be frank there is no my way
As I'm staring at the shadow in the mirror hear my mind state
Here I am again, no pad or pen or friends I'm self dependent
one, two, three, and a tree, and a tree
every forest has been made by a tree, on a tree
shadows come soon because of a tree, of a tree
a bird can
out from in the bushes hit me square in the teeth, blood pouring out my mouth as I drop to my knees
I look up to see who's casting the shadow, he wanted
'm sorry if you had
To explain it like this
I'm sorry I was a point
You were destined to miss
And I'm sorry
I spoke to you irreverently
Down in the hollow
By
irreverently
Down in the hollow
By the old olive tree
And I'm sorry
If my heart breaking
Ruined your day
Oh well
Sometimes It be that way
I said
"Oh
And take a right knee
The passion of Pac, the depth of Nas
Circa nine three
Mix the mind of Brad Jordan and
Chuck D and find me
I spit with the diction
can't seem to let you go
Four years gone by and yet you're still so close
You're the one no one knows
Pretty above the bones
Shadows inside your soul
I
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing
the run, round the clock
I ran away to my mom's home
I ran away from mess home, huh
Little by little coming down shadows
cround four corners of wall with
seen shit
Callin' me an activist, stumbled on it by accident
You can see I'm passionate but not a politician though
On I-G I'm killin' that fashion
alone by windows
So silent, meditating quiet
There's nothing odd it seems but
A drop of sweat spells in all out
Shadows with eyes
A force of nature has
to be a real one
You don't know what it takes to get near one
Yeah I'm up 3 in the morning
I ain't scared none
Don't keep looking out for me
You can't
a holy river deprived, Nile, Nude
Some talk bout a third eye
I'm just trying to see with two
And bring to the damn light what that three couldn't do
How
I'd read every hobo book collected on my shelf
I fancied that I'd like to try the hobo life myself
I'd live on beans and move about exclusively by
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
Yeah
Yeah
Dwayne Swayze
I know I'm getting closer to the end like a three sixteenths tread
For those that remember what Austin three sixteen said
maith
From the Isle of the Green
Exceptional breed
You can tell by my steeze
Birds eye view
I'm like six foot three
I'm with a bad b
And she down on her
to become replacer
To Zordon inside the tube, I was destined to be the face of
A brand new warrior race of
People with special gifts, who are super simply by
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