Lyrics:
the only thing need but i'm impatient like a little fucking kid in the car
Waiting for his chocolate bar, now hes growing up in this fucked up world
Fucking
allah allah
Let me get it this life I don't get it
Prolly won't finish but I lie by the digits
It's been a minute 60 seconds press record play
Did you
Of genocide
Which is pretty much exactly what was done right here
By our founding fathers and their kids
On his tenth day in the White House, the voters said
Left the place in haste like so many born
On the island where you first saw the morn
Divided by empires and torn apart
By wars, they remain rebel
of the plane
And not have to think about any fucking thing
Kid Icarus with ink drawn by Daedalus' maze
What a lovely life we made, or maybe i'm misled
Money
is it with these catholic kids?
Kinda pissed
In my country is hard for an activist
To grow like a cannabis
And why don't we discuss these
Kinda
mobbin again
Bottle service bring our favorite gin
Not the truth, but the whole truth
Swear to God, we will raise the bar
This is not safe for kids, we are
laid low and double toasted
Everything around us was moving in slow motion
Heart racing, I'm sweating like I'm bent off the potion
One guard peeped
appear
When life was dark you would call to get some sunshine
We had feelings but your past never gave us time
I gave you friendship provided love whenever
sleep, from New York to Wall Street Miles of
concrete that rocks without a beat
Verse II
Down town, like new years countdown
Skate and crowd around till
is
Is you bloody dying
And if you bloody is
Go on and hit rewind
Room temp water over wine
The truth lit and don’t cost a dime
Barrel rolls preceded by
waiting for you to sing
The final curtain for a drama queen
It's about time that we all said baby
Don't make waves when the boat's rock steady
And if
You off serving three pills
The Glock by the steering wheel
You must think you Obama, huh?
You ridin' 'round causin' problems
You think nobody
It's this shit that don't gotta make no sense
Yea let the haters hate
Got a death wish
Probably live 'til I'm 88
Grey dreadlocks and can't see
“We got us a smart-ass freak”
I got a receipt, he reaches in his pocket
Cop pulls a gun, Jamal hears him cock it
Second cop rides him face down, knee
And I don't follow trends
Been living with a chrome heart
N****s watching us
Can't stop won't stop like I'm Puffy
Ain't no catching up
Tell 'em my
See I done been discriminated against
Talked about by my friends
Played a fool by women
And had a daddy with no feelings
I lived in ghettos with
dirty
Ate my flesh
And killed my mental
She forgot I bet you
Wrist cut up in sections
Why I stress
If I'm blessed
By all this action
That friends saw
like and I promise to do my part
You and I are taking fight
As long as you're by my side at the end of the night
Boy guard my heart I've had a rough
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
Company:
God, that’s good!
Mrs. Lovett:
What’s your pleasure, dearie?
No, we don’t cut slices.
Cor, me eyes is bleary!
us
She love the way we blow up
What a day, What a day
Got racks on racks, to the bank, to the point I say
Have you ever in your life, felt so high?
My
I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I was hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know
I can't really reach you
I don't know why
When you talk it's like daggers
It sticks in my mind
Make the carbon copies
And an X marks the spot
the crackin/
They'll rip yo ass like a faction/
Bitch ain't real she got an accent/
Im really tryin to beat the hoe back in/
Go rock a show then count
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