Lyrics:
uncle died an i cant lie it made me heartless
Im in the stu thinking bout blues i put my all in
Tryna go up so we can get paid for them walk ins
I had
a fucking shame
We making that bread and it's just up off a damn claim
And i know the rules and the consequences of this game
Cause you live and you die by
haven't I seen it
If it doesn't reach me then what does it mean
This life is so hard and I'm growing older
But ya can't let those bipolar blues get ya down
a declaration, not a joke
My cave has no shadow of a doubt
Being held by this man like Plato's
Leave me alone when I say so
I'm carving away because Art is
to the stars and the moon
I know this soundin' kinda soft but I don't know what to do
So I numb my brain with whatever substance I can use
I'm confused by
back and you stab
But land in a place without a tag
Then you get mad and attack back by calling my music whack and
Attacking me in front of all your
belly
I don't want to think this way there's nothing more you can tell me
I'm just digging up my grave because I feel so fucking empty
I'm sick of all
been your favorite tune
We'll crank it up and make you dance the blues
Oooh i got this beast on fire
And she's freaking out here
Funny how it always
girl, you made me blush
I got a little bit nervous, then my face turned red
Till this day, I remember every word you said
You looked at me with a smile,
then my face turned red
Till this day I remember every word you said
You looked at me with a smile, boy, I think you're cute
My first puppy love,
bye to their passion cause they had to get by
Past her prime old lady sweeping floors no retirement
Can tell her face tired late night the place quiet
a party
Put in di work and retire by 40
Cream a di crop like blue mountain coffee
Never sloppy so none a dem cyaa stop wi
Our progress a meck dem unhappy
I don't recognize this place anymore
The stars don't shine like they did once before
Hidden truths can't be denied
As a rusty moon fills the sky
But
Dark grey vistas of this weathered place
The blue star on The Nautilus
The old boys like chimneys
Mass of filth and rubbish outside the houses
Dark grey vistas of this weathered place
The blue star on The Nautilus
The old boys like chimneys
Mass of filth and rubbish outside the houses
sign with it
I'm stoked to be living in a lucky country
It's just a joke that we're governed by a bunch of monkeys
Still I'm loving all the listeners,
to just ignore this song
Put yourself in their place and write to right the wrong
How many thousands of people all around the globe are imprisoned for
letters to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch
green starts to fade as the autumn unfolds
This summer's been waning faster than before
The autumn is passing by now, just like a breeze
Winter's
The tank is running low
Lost in sadness and this means
There's no place left to go
Got to leave, get away, got to help me, please
Then a smiling child
Any success you may have had is dumb luck
Chop beef like a lunch truck, this dumb fuck
Got his lungs lumped up, so who 'wan what?
(Hook: Celph Titled)
this place, you wannabe's.
The codeword is "disturb the peace".
We don't ask, we take what belongs to us.
We want more, come on!
So put the money
Baby baby, don't you cry
Wipe away that tear from your eye
Sailing on a sea of blue
In my dreams there's a place for me and you
Baby babe don't
Whattup people
This is NOE, Baltimore Beast man
Dipset, Byrdgang
Jim Jones, waddup, Max B, Jha, waddup
It's not a game man
I feel like man, I had
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