Lyrics:
talking too much
Baby come on now you making it flaccid
This shit is a grind so I did what I can
Moving the tires Michelin man
Back on the ropes like I'm
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me
How you
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
Light In Winter
Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney / Timothy Vincent Mauldin
There's a shadow made of strangers
Cast aside beneath a spell.
All
Niggas wanna play, no squid game
Bitch i'm a big name like Paul Wight
Diamonds on me like KKK, no racist but they all white
Gotta bitch with a big
should have some of these moments for ourselves
Because that is what I want, for you to come home, Mademoiselle
Come back, come back, come back, come
haunted by a sick & twisted poltergeist?
Whoa. That's not very nice. But I'd say it twice
Cuz all these people seem to do to me is demonize
They just
a doctor, gotta take It slow
Use my pain to paint, Vincent Van Gogh
Eskom can't dim the light inside my soul
In the night Is where I come alive yea
During
are faded
The hate in my heart
Fueled by these ignorant folks
Wantin to burn it all down
But the fumes makin me choke
Aroma resemblin diesel
Colorful
not tomorrow
(Shoot him on sight bitch not tomorrow)
Yeah yeah, okay
Escalated bars, Call me Pablo
Overnight star, Vincent Van Gogh
Permeated scars, Al
Weather Girl
Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney / Timothy Vincent Mauldin
Seven days of thunderstorms coming at me
Winds so strong they could
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok, ok, ok, ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
got changed
See I met me a real one she flipped my head, sideways
Past years of pain inflicted by crazy dames
Many say girls be shady but this girl she
WeThe People II
We the people—are tired of no new solutions/the continuing pollution of our cities and children/walking back civil rights all
like Vincent Offer's made deposits for the land
I'm on the run I come up bust up through your ceiling
Just to leave debris
In hopes in that it trips up
Ooh (Yeah)
Ooh
Right back (Oh)
Tone it down
I done seen it all, I seen the signs
Lately you been acting outta line with me
Who knew you was
Come up missing call me Clinton
You resistant cause my pigment
Give it time cause I’m persistent
Know my mission you will listen
They give you less I
at night
Couldn't give a fuck bitch turn the night back to bright
Turn it back to bright bitch turn it back to bright I be punching in good like the game
you really chose
They left your mans all in the cold, the definition is as snow
After that, here come another, wish they'd clap that other fucker
Them
'til the flow jumps off the ground
Oh break it down, lookin' over yonder 'til the walls come tumblin' down
Oh, yes lord why ain't gotta tell me two
Everything that comes out me lies
I believe that you got weaponry
But I doubt the size
You won't see me on anything
I'm poking out your eyes
A bunch of John
I'mma be influenced by all
Of them gang banger
I'm not trynna get caught up in that category
Tell my kids a story about a
Brother named Cory who got shot
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