Lyrics:
you please observe the no letting go sign
I anticipate a few turbulence along the way
We are now making our final approach to satisfaction
Bring
love)
Love is a feeling that's a friend of mine (love)
It can't be measured by no sign (love)
In your heart or even in your mind
About love, Love is
things
Running out of oxygen
There is no way to win
We ignore the signs of nature
Got to learn to live beside her
As the universal wheels
Go round n'
from our own and now you own, pig.
Except you're owned, pig,
Big payback or repossessions
Cost more than what we can get,
So lives lost no longer
not the Messiah?
Then one morning, on the third day
The impossible was made true
The Son of God restored their morale
By doing what no man could do
Hold up, Hodor
This is isn't a novel, I'm full throttle
When the open bar's closing, I'm scoping the full bottles
'Cause I'm thus so far sober, no
almost gone, years ago
I had enough, more than you know
But why
No-one sees the signs
But why
Bound to fail by design
Blind leading the blind
Madness
more money, it´s not funny
Babe, don´t die on me
Todo lo que quiero son esos Ps
No se que quieres de mi
Lo único que quiero yo es more money, it´s not
keep they hands to theyself no more
I'm like, Hugh Hefner, you lesser, you just a
Wanna be me, you can't you faggot, you bitch
You coward, you clown,
From then until the end of the following week
No hesitation, no question necessary
I'd retire in Carmel-by-the-Sea
If I only had one choice where my
or die
Who am I to look it in the eye and pass it by
A massive cry to passers-by come when the masses die
A tax applied to hapless lives, no matter Black
Woah wait
Why do these niggas just lie lie lie lie
Woah wait
I do what I can get by by by by
Woah wait
I want more so i aim for the sky sky sky sky
a rap tour, was gettin'
Packs off, no cap, lord
Got million dollar thoughts under
My New York fitted
Tryna get it in a New York minute, son
I'm deadass
joh
No stress, no stress me like somebody son she give me over load
Oh no, she said call on me joh
Bad man nigga, call on me joh no stress me like
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
Child support that reflect on my check the fuck do she do wit the money
You want it daddy gotta get it by any means ima come through for you son
The way
To live as you please, but please hear me son
That the burden of a father is to let you leave
When the thought of your return is no guarantee
So when you
I grab the iron like we golfing now
You under par dawg you stroking how
A flying lotus son I won't come down
Only time you stroke is when the left no
Welcome to the freakshow
Sign the contract here below
Everyone else seems to move on by
While you're rotting like a scarecrow
Don't want it
Don't
They told us where to go
But Johnny said, "I like 'em
Don't you give them no trash"
You see, we were Johnny's little boys
And we got paid by Cash
They told us where to go
But Johnny said, "I like 'em
Don't you give them no trash"
You see, we were Johnny's little boys
And we got paid by Cash
history
This blackout shows no signs of stopping
And it's slowly covering each corner of the globe
At the moment no-one can explain the cause of this
says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin' the truth
You don't lie after you say Lord as my witness
Did you ever hear OJ say 'Lord as my witness?'
No, he
minds
Writing simple rhymes with simple lines
But what does it symbolize
How easily we're influenced by the dollar sign
Thought we had it figured out but
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