Lyrics:
I know that soft pillow is empty by my side
Oooh
When I'm in a crowd I can't stop chasing the crown
I've always found that people gravitate to sound
an acid ocean
Is grabbing pulses
Explode a magical poltergeist
Appealing isn't it
I feel exquisite giving dumb shrugs
Cause the geisha got me bitten
By
vibe
I stay comfortable with my sins by keeping God on my side
Which may sound like a contradiction, I'ma ride till I die
Trying to make an honest living
of Usher
Why is that other sound The House
not hidden by of Usher
echoes of the storm? shall stand.
The House
But
she Betta Have My Money
Or step to the AMG
You know Com Sense, oh yeah him be
That nigga that be making all the bid-by-by-bye sounds
But since then,
me walk with me still
And seconds that fly by like days of my life
Were hours spent wasted on chasing the words of the wise
If my senses fail meet
The sound of voices humming in my ear
Do I believe in wonders? Do I believe in dreams?
Have I been touched by spirits, finding me when I'm asleep
The melody
the mountain, higher up I climb
Never down kid, livin in the sky
Never nullified, by the other guys
I go Kamikaze if I ever die
When the sound hit, see me come
an emancipated minor. For me, music was the answer to everything. I was kind of naive, but it made so much sense at the time. I really had nothing to lose. Any
tell that she hurt by
The way that cursing
When we back and forth on the phone (yeah)
I know this might sound a little selfish
(Uh, uh)
I got a lotta
they do if made no landfall
I lived half my life in eight by five room
Just crusin' to the sound of the big deisel boom
It's not close quarters
sense and no guide
Ain't it beautiful to be alive yeah right
I won't resign before the struggle ends
So I'll construct this sound defense
We are
A song inspired by you
And it would sound a whole lot better yes it would
If I could sing and look into
Those lovely smiling eyes that mesmerize
And kiss
I'm wishing you the best
I keep 'bout half my lyrics and I throw out the rest
'Cause fly on by, you can if you want to
The method that makes sense is
It's common sense you know I gotta
Gotta love you you know I got ya
One way street you know what follows
I'll be by your side tomorrow
I hate being
control of my thoughts and emotions
I am grateful for my unique qualities and talents
I release negative self-talk and embrace positivity
I am surrounded by
by that hound
And I don't deserve
To be told now to back down
I've got to preserve
The sense of virtue
That I've found
You want fire?
Well my whole
HiiCeeno Baby
It's coming from the Heavens
Lighting up the ground
We're oversaturated by the sound
Awakening the senses
Feeling so alive
man's life tarries...
"Diabolus cbsconditus": the conjunction of intellect in psychotropic-altered
senses supported by insinsted and archaic sounds.
Now I'm known by the masses
'Cause I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
intense
Nothing will make sense
And we will burn
Do I have to love you
To be loved by you
My dear, let's be perfectly clear
Your love has filled the hole
sense-sense of all this shit around me
I didn't know how to take it, how to perceive it, you know what I mean
And then meanwhile I'm supposed to be going
Coming down new sound
Should be thankful
Dirty riffs Dirty beats Dirty samples
Sell out show take the money
Then we cancel
Frontrows-backrows
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
.png/220px-Carnage_(Marvel_Comics_character).png "Carnage")
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