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cross the room to turn the
Lights down low...

On common ground
We'll build our castle walls
We'll build them stone by stone
And how
With more
cross the room to turn the
Lights down low...

On common ground
We'll build our castle walls
We'll build them stone by stone
And how
With more
then from time to time
Look in my eyes
Oh the gold is not far beneath the stone
If that will not say, it doesn't matter anyway 
Jenny won't you
Most of the better bred woolen toys have gone to bed
And the teddy bear is a-sleeping in the cupboard
And the wooden soldiers all and the rubber
the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger
Fuck
the bones of me
Shook the bones of me.

By the way,
I do know why you stayed away.
I will keep tongue tied next time.

Live a life less ordinary.
Live
the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by 
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters 
Gangbangin is my shit nigga 
Is you still gon' be my homie if I
to you
Why do stars fall down from the skies
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

From the day that you were born
toy dreams to manufacture hearts
Start with the diving parts and the blueprints
You follow the precedence
Set by war pigs of a yesteryear
Let
[Chorus]
If you lookin' for me I ain't hard to find
I'll be right there posted on that 59
I got a burna in my lap at all times
And a bag a sticky
before my heart had time to hush it!
Smell of a stone fruit being cut and being opened
Smell of a low and of a lazy cinder smoking

And when the fire
you make me want to cap a stone
In your eye, why do you persist to make noise
When ever since I was a kid I never did like toys
I get furious, leavin
If you lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find
I'll be right there, posted on that 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all times
And a bag of sticky icky
And I'm getting better year by year
Like they say Juan do
Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through
And I pace myself
I know these money
million in rocks nigga, million cars
The Ro-Roc-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy
It's the Birdman daddy, no time na' pause
If ya kno it's gon'
bumpin' the 15, night time got parlay, plucka
Plucka, in the mix now ya cocksucka,

I never leave it alone home, I love a big baked roll, in your
Face freak
And I'm getting better year by year
Like they say Juan do
Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through
And I pace myself
I know these money