Lyrics:
at
Every single corner of the path
I've been walking by
If the cameras flash
Then we hide
But it's not that bad
If it ain't bout us then it don't matter
We
the fruits of his ways
Okay in what comes with the end of his days
But the sun's rays shine on a face so divine
"An angel of mine" goes the phrase in his mind
a hall sweep
Hit a lick and the money we all keep
Me and slime in a sprinter we six deep
Nigga play then his body get six feet
Three of us run ‘em down
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Compressed in fig notes
I could never leave
Blinded by white rays
Cranes holding babies
Ribboned feet
Ribs are creased
Weigh your palm on my waist
Touch soft
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot
cyclopean monuments
Feh! If only they knew the true extent of this great cosmic puzzle!
They are as fools who view a tapestry in a darkened room by
fatal folly
You are as faithful as the coming of a rainbow
When a sun-lit storm has passed me by
You've scattered gifts so freely, like waves upon
'll celebrate ya
Always
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray
I appreciate the woman you are
How you glowed up
From dance floors to relationships
You two step
Nothing lower
Yo
It's The Alex Yangs
Go go go go
Hey yo gamie
Yeh yeh
You ready for this
Alright
I don't think they are
Haha
What's the truth
We aint ashamed
torch!! What
You stood for we stand for!! Patrick Day “All Day” Lets
Go!!
His story glorious victorious
We could look at his death as morbid
on the cover of a magazine
Singing from my heart sad love song
Stranger from the start what went wrong
And then there you are and it's getting better
Without
the second Valentine's Day
All relationships are the same
Tinted windows block out sun rays
You really thought that you could make me stay
Lovers by night
We orbited a star, the cat and me
Warm rays cascaded off it
Baking my skin
We raced around the body in a blur
I squinted and held up my hand
It
'd meet
I said we are not done yet
I said can't we just wait
They said he became ashes
And nothing could stop his fate
I never even understood
What it meant
Down by the riverside, we'll walk
Hold his hand
And he'll hold your hand now
Woah now! Dancing rays on the lakes
Pillowed bed, lay your head, it's your
account and heart are now together broke
You call it a hospital, I call it my second home
Introducing
(Okay Jameson, we still have time 'til we arrive in
Trendsetter, landowner
Hope your bitch don't land on him
Drink in his hand with the sand on him
You small time, you Hyundai's
You couch niggas, we stand
1: Send In The Clowns
Isn't it rich, are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss, don't you
contributed to his inert ways
I seen him pull in 24 hour workdays
With deferred pay, undeterred by the word "shame"
Public humiliation was the worst pain
He
Lessons learned are hard and stern
Many times forget mind let the heart discern
Clouded judgment, I'm unfit, just letting time confirm
With
reflection, ears are all he sees
Nestor's heart was broken and his eyes were full of tears
If only there was somethin' he could do about his ears
One dark
of the
home team.
Whoa, yes they call him The Streak <"zipppp" kazoo sound>
CLOSING: Not totally decipherable because 3 things are going on at once. Ray
we're green little Martians
Repping, Christ in the faith like we're the missing Apostles
Living life by His grace immersed in the Scriptures and Gospels
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