Lyrics:
Ellensville, unless my watch is fast
The kids are comin' home from school, must be quarter past
So many changes since you've been away, and there's so many
Ellensville, unless my watch is fast
The kids are comin' home from school, must be quarter past
So many changes since you've been away, and there's so many
I guess I'm a real man now
Living with a roommate
The kid's name is Stress
Is this how it has to be?
So much is good here
But so much is fear
Saying,
how it is man
Now I heard you had a son, hope your family's good
Ten years feels as long as you think that it would
Whole town's changed, gone by so
on it and I'm taking no shit Orlando 2016 this song is for that for every gay kid out there who was ever made to feel bad or ashamed of things they
ain't none to it
Maybe I didn't give up maybe I made good music
See my life pass me by while I'm just cruisin
Do it for my kid, pray that I make it
Dead or prison by 25 was the outcome, uh
I’m 26 now how come
I’m searching for a sign but I found none
Ay I found none
I stopped searching for a sign
heard
From Woodstock a good block since 82
They know me well
Though they don't do what they say they do
My only hell is not being
Called the crazy dude oh
baby
No more no more second guessing, stutter stepping
You the one I put this dress on for
Tie the knot with have a couple kids
Forever I'm ready if its
Look how they did Ye, truth ain’t good for biz let’s leave it at that
Know you want them trips to Santorini, Hermès bags
Know you wanna go shopping
.... (Ah, good evening Mr. Day. Two for dinner?)
Yes, give us one of those little sexy tables in the back.
.... (Oh, I'm sorry Sir, those are all
I'ma die for mine
My kids first, my mama second
On my daddy grave, you don't wanna test it, nigga
One life, nigga, one love
Reach them heights
thinking this is it babe
Yeah you got me out here coming up with names for kids, wait
Oooo yeah I don't know about no kids hey
I'm thinking three dogs, two
not too far (With your track record girl, you're not too far)
Twenty seven candles and one for good wit (Twenty seven candles and one for good wit)
I
She was on her way to becoming a college graduate
Wouldn't even stop to talk to the average kid
The type of latina I'd sit and contemplate marriage
neck? It's self inflicted
Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid"
Arrested, molested myself and got convicted
Wearing visors, sunglasses
the club
and I be dancin' by myself like I don't give a fuck, what-what?
Scribe on the mic I write an elegant flow
Even drop adagio for the lyrically slow
You expressed your pride
For all the wrong reasons
I didn’t ask for this life
I had to bleed for no good reason
Now I write the machine prose
To pay
where the dirt stay
Got me out her really searching for the right way
Living in the futures good cuz the past fake
Palm trees burning
Uh
World keeps
could that be
I should call Henry
but it was good seeing John
I did a cover for him
but I did in black and white and he change it to color
It would
for shorty boo
All of a sudden, I saw these two kids frontin'
Talking out they joints but they wasn't saying nuttin'
My hand was on my toolie they
for shorty boo
All of a sudden, I saw these two kids frontin'
Talking out they joints but they wasn't saying nuttin'
My hand was on my toolie they
could that be
I should call Henry
but it was good seeing John
I did a cover for him
but I did in black and white and he change it to color
It would
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
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