Lyrics:
hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have their cake and eat it too
(Son of a gun)
You tell 'em, Carly
Clouds in my
hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have their cake and eat it too
(Son of a gun)
You tell 'em, Carly
Clouds in my
a blank slate for this canvas
There's a chance your soul will vanish
Please don't be tardy
You need to pull up this party
That's what they'll tell ya
Then
I need him back, but nothing will take back time
I can see just fine with you in my life,
There by my side as it starts to fade
I know this can't
friend
He's gone nothing will take back time
I need him back, but nothing will take back time
I can see just fine with you in my life,
There by my side
ain't easy being me (yeah)
Besides the money, what you want me for?
You got everything they got in store (you got everything)
But when you met me, said
[Chorus]
Yeah I play my music LOUD!
I betcha you feel me coming down the block
The thunder in the trunk gon' knock
You know I play my music LOUD!
Pretty boy, pick her up inside my Buick
Out in the city, let's go dancing to some music
Grab you by the hand and then I spin you like a rubik's
body's a canvas.
My blank body canvas.
I think outside the box.
I color in the lines.
I keep you visible.
Out of sight is out of mind.
I don't mind.
Baby talkin bout love I don't need it
Made these bands by myself don't you crease it
Aint no love in the garden of Eden
Baby who do I trust in
on this blank paper
Ever since the day you left me
I’ve been feeling so darn empty
I know it’s time to move along, but
I thought I’d leave this in my song
re-building, and I'm the creator, talk to me when you don't need a favor
Is your girl in trouble? I'm not here to save her
Is your mom in debt? I will not pay
I was sayin' let me out of here before I was
Even born, it's such a gamble when you get a face
It's fascinatin' to observe what the mirror does
But
You're living just to get by
Zoning out in moments
Getting lost in my mind, my mind
My head is throbbing
I'm drifting off, I'm drifting off
My head is
greatness
I'm spilling the ink
All over
It's over
All over
Blank like the faces
In cars racing by
They're all going places
I'm falling behind
...
Empty
Fifty-two car deckers
Reppin to the world till the law come and get us
You jealous fellas
I'm puttin holes in vendettas
Twist your body
With two shells
to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you
Choke
can prove
I am no beginner
You should re consider
Looking for the business
Looking in different directions
Finding the way to my passion
Awakened by thunder
Red light
Tuned into all colors
Light shined
Through
Every crease
Every single corner
Of my eyes
I expected nothing
So I'm always
Batty crease
You mans on road
Please don’t make me crease
Since I was 6 said I was a prodigy
Charles and Ray Eames
Down to the sweaty jeans
Made by Saint
replicate the feeling by smelling sap from the trees
Memory instilled in the certain scent
And there are lots of days wrapped in cheap plastic
Holding
Jakin' the jukebox, pilferin’ a pillbox
Nowhere to run without a coin in the cashbox
Shakin’ the Sherlocks, shaved by your shylocks
You don't wanna fight
Yeah im sipping wock right in this v6 Bitch
And i aint even swerving
This fit that im rocking got no creases
Bitch im fresh just like detergent
Car
Everything's blank in my head
I've been writing words that don't make sense
Maybe I need someone else in my bed
Maybe I miss you?
Everything's blank in my head
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