Lyrics:
left behind
My glory is undefined
My story is by design
My motto get up and grind
Do only what makes you happy
Peace and love is what you'll find
My
Its okay don't be afraid you can bring a friend
Star twinkling I'm far dreaming in a different part of reasoning
My heart is leaking out it's now we
that eye contact
I'm thinking throwing third base wait time on that
She had the perfect lil waist size A bra strap
Flat stomach by the way, keep her
Higher and higher you go
This is the wave this is the flow
Man you so grown
Man you so grown
This is your time
You time to blow
No haste but l can
(stereo) mmm...that's how the shit flow
(explode) just another eye for eye
let you know whose god is booking the flights
only one thing holely about a holy
copper, dirty copper, dirty copper
Now the stereo is on and the CD was bumpin'
Insane Clown Posse talkin' bout chicken huntin'
Walked up to the fridge,
funky song
Hey D.J. please won't you give me a chance so I can drop this beat and make these people dance
Now um, one thing is clear they goin' like
dances
Now your ass want guns in my pocket
You blink one more time, I knock your eyes out the socket
This is a bomb threat...
The Terrorists will never be
Regenerative Ryan here to Regenerate the collective Consciousness
By the age of 35, 95 percent of our life is Run by the subconscious
Are you
a twister
The setting is a sinister slum where sex ain't sacred
By thirteen she was pro-active and naked
Had a gift to give but she would tend a path not
is that chair even comfortable? It looks like it was crushed by a monster truck! START THE FUCKIN’ GAME! Oh my, Jesus Christ! What the hell is in all
cooler
Grey Goose and big Ruger the fact is
I pose for low in Gazelle glasses
The booth Ted Dibiase just tripled the carats
And you can tell by the style I
at my peers now
Things I had to let go
I'm facing all my fears now
Never had a father figure
Mother had to teach me
I did it by my lonely baby
The feeling
power doesn't just lie in between my
You got it I'm sure
Well you had it but you let it go
Now I've got your constant pathetic begging on the stereo
Is it
acting tough
But when it's time to face your problems
All you do is run and hide and
Don't even get me started
You a fucking bitch too and your attitude is
Well, I gotta friend that lives south of town.
Loves to sit and burn one down.
Spin some vinyl on his stereo.
Every now and then he speaks of war:
Educates people at the same time pays my rent
You've been hearin' me now for the past twelve semesters
When the suckers stepped up I had to use
I.D.:
So as the days go by raise your eye
No sleepin' you deep in fantasies
No I.D. travelin' through time and space
I got no time
a metamorphosis of endorphins
By way of expression
Like recessions a blessin
The reason it happens
is treason to logic
Eyes peeled to the project
Survival is profit
without remorse
you are just the canon fodder
served as the frightened prey
your life has an expiring date
and your time
and your time is over now
time is
too hot to handle, you were breaking every vow.
I trusted you, baby, you can trust me now.
Turn back, baby, wipe your eye,
Don't think I'm leaving
wig, said, "How do I look?"
I's high flyin', bare naked, out the window
Well, sometimes I might get drunk
Walk like a duck and smell like a skunk
wig, said, "How do I look?"
I's high flyin', bare naked, out the window
Well, sometimes I might get drunk
Walk like a duck and smell like a skunk
the time ain't tall,
Yet on time you depend and no word is possessed
By no special friend.
And though the line is cut,
It ain't quite the end,
I'll just
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