Lyrics:
and symphonies flow from out of your grounds
Captivated by beautiful landmarks and mountainous horizons
The very tranquility of dimensional tourism
that loves an art
What you mean by that J?
I'm glad you asked so let me start
So so Beautiful (Pendeza)
So so Beautiful (Pendeza)
So so Beautiful
feelin' the urge
I'm living the good life
I got my beautiful things so high as a kite
Living the good life
I'm flying by so high in the sky
I'll
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
no leash, wtf the point of talkin to me?
I know
They still hating on the south, we the hub now
We only down by two and we gon throw it for
like a flight a the park
Cause we dark we ignorant no head no heart
We will make blood run by the pint and quart
We govern the culb the south east west
written
Don’t be surprised that I was saddened by some careless living
Itching for the end
My liver being tainted with cheap whiskey and some gin
Felt like
feelin' the urge
I'm living the good life
I got my beautiful things so high as a kite
Living the good life
I'm flying by so high in the sky
I'll
ain't free
Paid in a week nah
My credit ain't cheap
Biting it now cause
I'm wanting a jet
Friends ain't been down
Got no homies no set
My girl in my ear
know that talk is cheap
I'm so fresh to death like I'm just from my eulogy
The frame is Louis V
This game ain't new to me
I'm a legend that's
a bunch of boys trying to catch the eyes
Of all the pretty girls that are walking by
And those red neck margaritas are two for one at that old marina,
a trail of Giorgio behind
Her cheap perfume always aroused
Him he believed that
Cheap cologne smelled luxurious on
People with dark
Skin ivo had lost all
Six million ways to mob, choose one
South Brooklyn ting, aye
Sheesh, sheesh (Yeah, yeah)
Sheepshead (Rose)
Stand up
Whoa, whoa
My city cold, this
Beautiful morning- feel the summer breeze
It's that Beautiful morning sailors face be pleased
I got a brand new car been hit by natures hail
Nothing cheap
Uh uh uh yea yeah yea
Bet on this eh
Starboy things
Say dey be feeling my sound from Lagos to Soweto
South African girls dem a big booty shaker
My
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
low
Not the usual, everything is beautiful
He want 200 for an ounce, mane that tickled me
I can get it cheap at a dispensary
Smoking loud and the police
to the north
There’s a beautiful Awakening
It’s time to be free
I can see it the faces
Of strangers walking by
Not a word that is spoken
Just a spark there in
Anne, feared by one and all
Not sailed by man
The wind picked up, she slipped her chains
The luff pulled taught on the main
The sky turned black, it
sorry, yeah
We get it in on the East-side, ey
Shaya umoya in a cheap ride, yeah
Everything best, from the South, but I'm big in the West - nah mean?
so we could count the by the hundred stacks '99
So if you need word, then holla right back
I could sell it for cheap, 'cause I got it like that
White
king of the south (uh huh)
Well I'm the the motherfucking prince of the city
(you already know)(Santana)
And when the king and the prince get together
the city be lit one thing I can say ain't nothing like being at home in the a
Hey
It's a beautiful day in the a the a the a
Such a beautiful day in
beautiful
You're so goddamn beautiful
You're so goddamn beautiful
Woah
Start to feel the heat
It lingers without retreat
Say I called it, I called it, I
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