Lyrics:
It was hard for me and today I enter and I see a lot of chairs and I was like, what's
going on
You know, and I noticed that it's like how I believe
Disabled, Africans, nameless
Cherokee people
Gays, Muslims, unfairly treated
By very evil
Bust and slave minimum wage
That's barely legal
They smash
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I prefer not
Shit, this is even for the elderly in rocking chairs
Worst thing to be at yall age, is not aware
When they ask you why u was letting life pass you by
For
there on a broken chair, held up by an old guitar
He's the last standing of a four-piece band, the rest are asleep in the car
There's a lady dancing with
Chairs in the pool
And girls in my bed
Wreck yourself tonight
Three good men are dead
Running through the night
Like I'm not awake
In the backseat
campaign
I don't worry, don't complain CJ3, you know the name
I haven't thought about the fame I'm too busy taking blame
Fighting friends and fighting demons
me in a chair and let me burn
But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that
I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp
So I broke and left behind all
(Recitation) Frank and Jesse James were products of their environment. They were sent out into the woods by their parents to forage for berries,
to stay
Adiós and vaya con Dios
Going home now to stay
(Just gonna prop up by the lake)
And put my ass in a lawn chair
Toes in the clay
Not a worry
Said goodbye to the North Wall
And bid a fond farewell
When I got down to the smoke
It was 1963
I got a job doing meals on wheels
Round NW3
That everything that they dealt with had me in mind
As a human being, as a man
But not as a slave or three fifths human
I have the right to bear arms
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English:
Verse 1
Trying to get used to the rules we live by
My friends are sitting home looking through the letter slot
Because they know i
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
Zachariah Cavanaugh
Came bursting through the door
For a quick nip of whiskey
And a couple more
The same sea of faces
Stooping in their chairs
to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of
The caliber of discounts
Indicated by the presence of
A heart-shaped object in your community
Hey kid, look at you! Right
a dish with three candle's melted into each other,
two razors, a small cassette recorder, three lighters,
ummm... three bottles of spices
I use when we
and tried to harmonise
Man life is hard just like some 3 day old McDonald's fries
Seen a lot of shit that's left a nigga traumatised
Haunted by the time I saw
gettin' they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion
Way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out,
naughty, naughty
The way they took me down like a forty, forty
One in the bed and one in the chair
One might suck my toes while one braid my hair
In
multitasking
We drop concepts that captivate and grab ‘em
By the time you lay one verse
We recorded a whole album
Two or three projects, man
That’s a week’s
Like my dad when he's throwing fit's
Grab my mom by the hair!
Strap a bomb to a chair!
-Cuz he makes her blow him
Thanks for showing- -Me that she's
[Luminati]
Pull up a chair to the aristocracy of commonwealth prophecy
The legacy of generation three isosceles
Logical geometry, illogical melodies
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