Lyrics:
Sunday clothes by the window
Monday I can feel the heavy wind blow cold
Had to find a meaning by my ends though
I don’t pick it up when my cell phone
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those things that don't change
Come what may
But our good times are all gone
the harvest
My little cousin bubble Swatches and carry a couple oxes
Keep a duece-deuce by his ankle and get it popping
You know, we be the boys clocking
effect
So ill, missed calls from your ex
USDA Select
Just another All-American reject
I heard your flows and beats, they're defect
Rest in peace to my
American life chase bank
Jah Jah bless man
Less talk more work
Global with desktop
One love to my fans them
Support my brand
They buy my songs
They buy my
though we're there
You a poker player
There's no comparison to terrorism in America by Americans
Utilitarian Eupereans
Apparently unapologetic to a variant
to Missouri to one real exciting trip
Then bang of track was broken smashed by a cannonball
That blew in great divided will the nation stand or fall
All
thug mothafuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
21 gun
to catch your mind, but you're still unknown
Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm a ghost, but I don't know
By the way wind blows, our love is cold
If we have
you Hell bound
Wind blows with the season
There’s a Heaven, yes it’s great
And you don’t have to back down
You don’t have to back down
Back down
Yeah
the flames be washed away
Well know I know
That the wind will cover me
When night comes I know I'll float away
A dampened leaf blows by
From the trees
don't show no empathy
Y Gen's the entity the components we combine
Are explosive like chemistry and blow like south westerlies
The winds of change are
when I step in burse
Hearts drop when the ding reverse bro said the sound don't make sense
But it sound like wind when it blow it hurts
Best know
Dry over time
Memories leave us
Melody and rhyme
When the cold wind blows
The seeds we gather
From the gardener's glove
Live forever
Nothing
Things she do, things she do me I like
Oh my God, shawty dey make me high
All alone every night, girl I want you by my side, walahi, ah ah ah
Ah yah, oh
Again)
Blow Our Minds
We Are The Damned, Rejects and Wastes of time
We're all dead inside
Poison Tomson
Leader of rejects
And The Meth Heads
Here I am
in calk
Ima walk that walk outta spite
Out of sight, out of mind
Cause of the crime, murdered by rhyme
Pay no respect
Reject, regret, casting
The desert glows, but howling winds
Announce the night when our feast begins
Stars shine above, their gently light
Hangs like a cloak on the moonless
wind and cloaked by dimming of the light
And as the black fire scorches rejects
I shall dethrone the twisted architect
Savior to none
Befouled by
races
And causes the decades to die
But my, how they fly...
Leaves blow by.
Leaves blow by.
Oh, much like the years and the people inside,
The leaves
restless sleep
Old Glory is faded
Tattered in the wind
Hand to heart
I pledge to
Make my country
Home again
We all have lost
While some gained
At too great
As American culture is secularizing
We have an opportunity for this to
Become much easier for us
The church is being disestablished from
The rest
Somebody shakes when the wind blows
Somebody's missing a friend, hold on
Somebody's lacking a hero
And they have not a clue
When it's all going
little cousin Bubble swatches and carry a couple oxes
Keep a deuce, deuce by his ankle and get it poppin'
You know, we be the boys clockin' the grave yard
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