Lyrics:
Nada Franchise
Nada Shotcallers
Yeah Sporty Thievz Sporty Thievz
Uh huh nada
A Pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by
My rimmed up blue
Dead world of regret
That's never leaving me alone
I'm hunted down by memories
So throw away the things I know
You beat you crush you choke
I
anyway
Confessions of lipstick on a stained wineglass
Is all I've got
To remind me the last time you were here
But I'll keep calling you, until
I am stopping by to tell you
I'll be leaving here for good,
To go back to where I came from,
Like you always said I should.
I would be a liar if
There was a whisper of gold
The streets were filled with all it's noise
Swelling up so they set up a decoy
It didn't matter no one had a clue anyway
the way
well I can't and I won't 'cause it kills me just the same
In the cold cold sweat I'm awakened by a plastic ring
it's the thought of a million
meet here
We know it's not true but we'd like him anyway
So we let it lie
There'll be disappointed scenesters
If this is make-believe world, yeah.
anyway so I might as well get high.might as well bust a swisher and feel it up with purple thrack then blow smoke to the sky ant lyin now slime me grind me
are you, echoing street signs?
Who are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover,
Dark curtains drawn by the passage of time?
Oh, words, like
Give me something to talk about
Take your time
Tell me something to do without
Ill wait in line
I don't know
What to say
Move along
Anyway
But you've got no money anyway, so why don't you try
Oh, got no booze
Oh, just rotten food
Here's one thing (..misuse?)
Don't wait you'll see, be
it lookin' back
I gotta turn around I can't stop thinkin' exactly that
you-turn the past I leave behind
For the ill bumpin' two busted six by nines
don't care
You just should do what you dare
What a henchman wouldn't try out (try it anyway)
Turn it on, turn it loose, fuzzy riot stranger blues
I don't
by their own wargames.
[Chorus:]
Get up, get up, need no rules.
To degrade me as a fool.
I know best what I decide to choose.
Sod it, sod it, what
(Not!)
All my hoes look like sasquatch (Not!)
And George Bush gets nuff props
Well, anyway, Imma slay slay lay
Pull a hoe around my way and make
I'd swear there was a wall around my hometown
Preserving all the kids, their tenderness and faith
I wanna let it pass by
Although it's true to say
hands with your highness
See through you like cellophane
You watch the world complain, but you do it anyway
Who am I, am I to say
Bonzo goes
I'm not getting defensive
What do I care about some gay guy you met, okay?
I am trying to read
Well, I didn't mean anything by it, Rod
I just
we'll make it one day
Locked in this torment
Inside this prison cell
Jailed by the moment
You're giving me hell
Let me out of here
Make me
be alright
Standing in your garden
I will stay forgotten
I'll see you in the rocks
Baby it's time to rock
He left me by surprise
My driver
away
But I came back anyway
Some people get married and have children
Others write songs
Sometimes they marry too
I've walk these streets so many times
through creation
Trying to catch a laughter
Blinded by the darkness
Alone and so it goes
My bitter heart can feel it
The distance in between
Six
it's this late? we've got the lights down anyway because you're a nightlight girl and you just glow. nobody's outside for all that we know. what's inside
Hey,
what’s the big idea?
come on now
don’t leave me standing here
I’m just watching
all the clouds go by
just like clock hands
on the face
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