Search results for by album savage garden

We've found 61 lyrics, 53 artists, and 100 albums matching by album savage garden:



Lost in a cold dark garden alone
My only company
Night blooming dementia
Bittersweet blossom bloom of madness
The sharp knife in the mind
Kills
the sniper inside of the foxhole
Data, scientifical, not just the typical
Waste matter my third eye expands my periphreal
See I, only attack, savage animals
Chorus 



It's Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule 

See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you 

Slimy savages, against the Digital 

Fuck
Artist:
KLF
Album:
Single
Song:
Kylie Said to Jason
All lyrics transcribed by Dave Datta
I'm gonna leave this body now
I'm gonna leave this body now
And here were gardens bright
With sinuous... rills

And here were forests, forests as
ancient as the hills
Enfolding sunny, spots of greenery"
Redeemin the ancients with ace this rhyme jargon
I feel Mexican, hip hop is my garden
Don't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honor
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man 
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
applications
Shit I like to rhyme and I won a battle or two
Down at the PAC with the crew the kid from broward can duel
Yeah he got a few filler lines
By now
hotter than acid and don't even practice
Game, guess I got it at birth from my momma
Ill na na, real drama, see I
Ball, till I can't or I'm covered by
in my garden
Its beak scoops up the seeds
The green of the grass and the blue of the sky
Are immense and terrifying
Everything seems so close
So very
savage above the average
When niggas try to switch turn bitch for the cup of tea
But all that's irrelevant it's like tryin' to turn a whore celibate
I
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no
Y'all know me still the same ol' G 
But I been low key 
Hated on by most these niggas 
Wit no cheese

No deals and no G's
No wheels and no
Y'all know me, still the same o.g., but i been low key
Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no g's
No wheels and no keys, no
Y'all know me, still the same o.g., but I been low key
Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no g's
No wheels and no keys, no
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
copped that first and second album
Word up, y'all real troops out there, yoaw

[9th Prince]
Aiyyoaw, my lions run through club Cheetah, with rusty heaters
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
slip, I'll whip
Cuz homeboy, ya slippin'

I understand that music calms the savage beast
But keep in mind that I compose my music piece by piece
Y'all know me, still the same o.g., but I been low key
Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no g's
No wheels and no keys, no
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no
Y'all know me, still the same o.g., but i been low key
Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no g's
No wheels and no keys, no
Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)
Little
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Hip pop, they tap dance to sell a mil
While real emcees with skills don't got a deal
It's industry conspiracy to make us savage