Lyrics:
Bobby I'm floatin in your galaxy)
You fallin down a endless tunnel of doom reality
Grahically my killer bee family stings the galaxy
believe in you, you can do it
Release ya anger, release ya mind
Release ya job, release the time
Release ya trade, release the stress
Release
the next time you decide
To come visit me in the zoo
And by then I just may have
Written a song about you
And if you lookin' for a friend
You knockin'
On second and second
It's funny how time passes by
When you are laying by my side
But I wanna just run and hide
Away from this
And from my mind
I know you
whizzing by, and he starts to cry
A hundred feet below that maze of cable in the clouds
Betty Jean's been gone for days, she didn't take her pills
And now
[Pops]
Hey, hey old bean
And you to baby sweetness
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm back in the studio
And I didn't have to break in this time
I'm
can't keep going
But can she?
Can't run away from yourself
Can't let it hide in your heart
Can't come around without love
You rescue yourself
And then
love
So because he dint fit in he should have gave it up?
No but he looks ridiculous
A privileged kid from Bingley in his living room scribbling stuff
Him warmly "Here you are
" the prolific rapper and producer tells him
"You've walked in at the right time"
"Sweet, " Ocean replies
Picking up
say some of the things twice
Or three times in a row
But it doesn't matter, that's for sure
We just having a good time
The second I rhyme, I spit it
and spiritually blind
But we kings and queens it's our time
Equality
(By any means necessary)
Say their names
Stephon Clark
Mike Brown
George Floyd
Philando Castile
wild just like a western
They goin two in the quarter, and have mad sessions
Ain't no second guessin, i'm back, where's ya heart at?
Shaolin's
if this is right
I'm taking my flight just like the Wrights
I write all my words, you feel the strife
I see education taken in strife
I'm gangbangin
All by my lonely screamin out fuck that show
Cigarettes, blunt smoke I love the smell
Player hate me cause I smoke, burn in hell
Cause it ain't for
All by my lonely screamin out fuck that show
Cigarettes, blunt smoke I love the smell
Player hate me cause I smoke, burn in hell
Cause it ain't for
lay in it
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
of the things that young girls do
When she said, "You see that guy in the baseball cap?
I'd like to spend some time with a boy like that."
Betty said, "I've
Well I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake and there was not another car in sight
And I never had
Well I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake and there was not another car in sight
And I never had
called back
Strike 1
Second time, umm was it yesterday
He was like oh Imma call you back tomorrow
Which is today, he never called me back
Strike 2
Strike 3
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
(life) doesn't mean a thing
Without the love you bring
Love is what we've found
The second time around
Oh, oh
It's gotta be a strange twist
(life) doesn't mean a thing
Without the love you bring
Love is what we've found
The second time around
Oh, oh
It's gotta be a strange twist
Time
Brings about
A change
Amen
Bring it in
Uh huh
Ok
Let's do it
I sat back thinking in retrospectives
On them dream about us
Neglect pushed you
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