Lyrics:
is a product of your dreaming
Dimethyltryptamine, LSD got me seeing
That the giving in of ego is the start of all the healing
And every single Sunday
On the weekend him and my pops flashed the 'Vette
'Til one weekend my uncle got stabbed to death
He got murdered by a fiend my pops ain't like that
He was from
instantaneously break 'em
Rain one day sunshine the next
Haters try and stop my flow sometimes I'm vexed
What's next accounted by the press
Mad stress on my
Verse 1:
I want to live in your secret place and under your shadow. Where I don't worry about a thing not today or tomorrow.
Seems like darkness is
Sunday morning's sky
Apologize
10,000 times
For days run over forever
In my mind
But middle ground has given way
And where to step is now
What I
The Champion
Donald: Welcome back on this glorious sunday afternoon
for the final round of the Enbuary classic.
The legendary Champion is now
City lights blurring lines, feels like the world's on fire
Chasing minutes in the back of this cab, counting every single mile
I ain't thinking
to super space up in this life
Robbin' me some dinners like every day
I'm talking sirloin stakes maybe some creme brulee
I'm talking six times, seven times,
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
I’m gone toward
Just laughter and making
Love till we all sore
Unbothered
Like a lazy Sunday
So tell me all your dreams
Who you gonna be one day
I’m all
that, it's my work/
10,000 hours, you understand your worth/
Now every single purchase is recouped, plus more/
When your soul is intact, there's no
niggas straight into a heart attack
Life is like a relapse
Can you see that?
My name is Jamie Madrox, represented by the bat
Dark night, dark skies
you don't seem to love me no more, no more
The flip side of the coin, what team you want to join?
You in The Tunnel every Sunday exposing your
nights come around is when I feel like I'm safe and sound
But why does it have to be that way when every single day could feel this way?
Deep inside it's
would run and hide
And I could never pay the cost
Without you by my side my world is
The days still tick on by
Like he sung in the song, the blink
were good, but I'm running late
By Saturday I'm trapped in my effort with no escape
But then Sunday rolled around
I felt grace abound, and I started
every fuckin' thing off
Everything, except his tank top and his training bra
Ain't he raw? Yeah maniac, that's Shady, dog
Man, that motherfucker's
bitches
Call wifey Queen
I'm Ice picking
It's quite sickening but
Nice and clean
All you hear is
rmmm rmmm rmmm
Like a lightening beam
I ain't gotta second
Kevin, you know how we trust
The opps up on the way, we gotta share and let it spray
Put the babies in the house because we shootin' every day
Leave
mischief, mischief
Fiend
Alms, alms
And though I'll think of you, I guess
Until the day I die
I think I miss you less and less
As every day goes by
No doubt stay knowin'
No doubt stay knowin'
Wake up in the rising
Do some yoga
Then I check my charts
Every day surprising me
Paint it like a work
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows
Just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still
don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm
day, 'cuz I fall all day Sunday
That one day when I'm with you
And then comes Thursday
Gee, it's long and never goes by
Friday makes me feel like
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