Lyrics:
Time, I've been passing time
Watching trains go by.
All of my life,
Lying on the sand watching seabirds fly.
Wishing there would be
Someone
Time, I've been passing time
Watching trains go by.
All of my life,
Lying on the sand watching seabirds fly.
Wishing there would be
Someone
Stop!
Night falls and I'm running in circles (Wohoo Wohoo)
I'm being chased by my imagination (Wohoo Wohoo)
Tell me I'm forgiven say you'll always
haunted by the sins of my past
For the chains have been broken
And now I'm free at last
Just to live in the grace of my God
In liberty, free
So
rockin it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
We'll begin with
Time, I've been passing time
Watching trains go by.
All of my life,
Lying on the sand watching seabirds fly.
Wishing there would be
Someone
on the string like a puppet, warriors on the frontline
Sometimes it'll make a real thug nigga wonder how we don't go under
Livin' in the last days
I be killin'
dreams will last
Keeps going on and on
Just like an endless song
A love so wild and strong
Oh babe we?re on an erotic journey
You are
So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin, you get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it
Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that
one's for the road, so
This one's for you, one's for you, one's for you
This one's for you, one's for you, whoah
This one this one's for you
Last night
just sit back and laugh,
Cuz my hands turninʼ green from all this cash.
My pockets looks like they got at least two elephants,
My neck got chain by
beens and disowned by the backspins
Alone to the grasp and I'm grown into grassman
I'm a grown to these draftsman just a pine cone to these axe men
The Messenger
Bill Lloyd
Fourel Songs administered by BMGChrysalis (BMI)
determined by the law (why?)
The polar ice is melting and my verses are too hot, Beastboy
Euer Shit ist nicht sehenswert (Boy, Boy), yeah
Nicht mal der Rede
into the eyes of a grown man
Been that since 13
Thats when `i shotted my first teenth
Before I ever made a rap song I served fiends
The dubs was kinda
you know it that's Christ,
Living every day like it my last, this life is moving faster than a Pokimaine Twitch chat
The things the world is telling me,
no more he
Got knocked out, real niggas out
Numbered 99 to 1
Im alone it feels like im the last
One because im from were im from
I took bigs side I
his wrist
Trying to write it all down pray I don't go to the pit
Of everything I do wrong or every time I screw up
Last year was writing songs hoping we
It didn’t happen like you thought that it would
The song never sounded so sweet
And the words never filled you completely
And they’re never ever gonna,
a landmine, someone get a landline, landslide, sliding where you stand high (uh)
Ran by, what I cant buy, so I am high, damn I'm, like a franchise, no i cant
This song is dead
Yes sir
Cashing and counting sheep
Got all the world asleep
Dreaming of wolves that keep
The watchful eye
Of slothful pride
In
Was it the red wine stain on your sundress?
Was it 'cause the power went out and the kitchen's still a mess?
Was it the last two bills? I swear
This my last time coming up short Too real for the fake shit
Too broke to pay attention
Before turned change to a bad habit Before friendships became
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