Lyrics:
There you stood on the edge of your feather
Expecting to fly
While I laughed I wondered whether
I should wave goodbye
Knowing that you'd gone
By
would've gave this up, if it was all for myself
All that I felt, wasn't worth all of the wealth in the world
But this exactly how I planned it when I sat
die by it
Don't show them scars 'cah you shy 'bout it
Put your mans in the air, go cry 'bout it
Put two in the air plus one
How many got bunned
bitch kinda groovy, turn the decibels up
And bury me with bitches by my side
'Cause I swear that when I die, I'm taking everything that's mine
All
Starling
Music and Lyrics by Reese Roper from album Anti-Meridian
Filthy bird laying in our yard,
Four chamber heart never beat so hard.
Dad said
work hard for her
And if I die up on this stage
Tell my girl I love you babe
Probably should've quit the game
Now I'm by the river banks
I'm
life
And if you ask
Then you must know
If you still doubt
You should be told
It was not we
That made it so
It was by those
Who went before
a barbeque beef
It ain't nothin like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth
Yeah, I'm a skinny 6'5 motherfucker
If you didn't know me you would think I was a clucker
before my eyes a big surprise is backed up by the devil
But I'm on another level, ever is Fly stayin' down
Let my pimpin' reign forever, conin' king
a barbeque beef
It ain't nothin like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth
Yeah, I'm a skinny 6'5 motherfucker
If you didn't know me you would think I was a clucker
pocket, all big heads (gang)
Ayy, if you ain't with me, you against me
Still screamin' fuck the opps (fuck 'em)
First off, long live Dolph
Tell 'em
to be something that we hide behind the scenes
If parting is such sweet sorrow, to hell with waiting for tomorrow
Side by side when we die
The secret of life
Children of the seance tell no lie
If you?d spoil it all
By turning on the lights and say
It?s only waste of my precious time
Playing
I show you properly how thee should die?
Huh?
Drastic measures
(Yo, that's my pleasure)
My mindstate's with whatever that's fittin the mood
Here's
which you know
And recite back to them as if they were your own
I feel sorry for them because how could they know?
'Til they've died by your hands,
I set the market maine
Cuhz my affinity for pussy power and paper is simpliy inhumane
Cuhz cash rules any and all you got it or die trying to get it
"I'm glad that I'm laughing, it's a good way to die. And I!"
(Yeah!)
(Mess, mess, mess)
This all is just too much
Worst headache I have had
If I
all by yourself
Do not get no help, it should be dealt
Alone the fear of loving the self
How long the fear of loving the self
Lasted in my memory
focused on family, they focused on selling their magazines
Stuck in a fantasylife
Talking shit ‘til your battery die
Oh you wanna see me crumble
Living in
he came in fire and the smell of hell
and he only took the evil folk
That he'd snort and breathe the flesh of dead
and that you knew him by the smoke
well lets get reacquainted
Art formed by a wordsmith see the image im painting
This art form then went to shit with the music y'all making
Let me teach
everything, if I should die
high on hopes on our own dreams and scenes
got a ticket for a ride to reach the bright side
baby, there´s a better life, no tears,
Keep a band full of 100s in a brown bag
Ima east coast nigga wit a south swag
And you know im by myself when im pullin up
I been in the gym bitch im
understood,
that I'd fight a war for you, if I should
You sit by the fire, at least I imagine you do
L. Cohen sings Avalanche. I'm in a book, so are you
I wish
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