Lyrics:
sickly the need the Balm on Gilead
Known for doin' things that's odd to see like the Iliad
Like standing on top of the water like a lily pad
The Life
The scenes to get
Somethin' for y'all to claim and own
(let's go)
King Leonidas when he reigned in Rome
Painted scrolls ancient poems
Buried by kings right
There is a price to pay
For everything you gain
Deutschland Deutschland raise your hand
I'm the poor 'casian, man tan more land
White man steal your
Always tryna get me canceled and carried out by the cops
But I'm still here, pack another beer from the twelve-pack
Give a cheers to the years
real shit
But I got to face it now
I got me a bracelet to cover the slit wrist, yeah
We get iced out to cover up the pain and shit
For temporary
the locomotive
Far from my hopes and motives
Back to boastin' at shows to get a standin' o
From all the fans I know on some of that
Sapphire rapid fire soul
and never say a thing
We don't even need the music for me to convey i'm not playing
I'll write it out in braille, you can feel what i'm saying
That's real
Picture this: light in the sky
I'm standing on a hill
Not a star, strange kind of glow
Coming down not a mile away
Has it happened? Can it be real
as the callous on your soul
and if you let the darkness grow,
you will get hungry for more
until it consumes all
Oh, to be young again
To be confident
the locomotive
Far from my hopes and motives
Back to boastin' at shows to get a standin' o
From all the fans I know on some of that
Sapphire rapid fire soul
steady loose control
The pain in my brain make me wanna explode
Like the fugees day and night searchin' for the score
To bring the vibes I'll be the key
Used to live my life for you
Until my soul got tired
Did all I was supposed to do
I could fool a liar
(Pre-chorus)
Threw it all away
Through it all
Falling into the greatest temptation of me
Oh no I never invited them in
To take a hold of my soul, oh no
When I am waiting for me to be mortal
I
I know you're looking for something
Trying to find a way
To bring me down
Surrounded by these thoughts
I'm closing in on a victim
Who'll never
I can see around me in this lucid state
My own mind controls my real fate
But if I wake from slumber, then returns despair
Of the days depression,
for less is better than nothing
We ain't got a lot to give but we got food in the oven
We got church every Sunday, yeah, we got aunties and cousins
could see
I have more Alcohol than Ol Dirty
I never thought I would fell in L-O-V-E
With a beatiful Girl by her name Gabi
Step, would we go sourse for
kick it|Like we going somewhere, eh for real dig it|Decide to go your way, guess I'll be goin mine|But you do respect me, and it's going down||(Evan
Alone is the man
who you see standing here by me.
He's just a man who will feel
so empty without me.
And though I know he is now alone
I won't feel
I'm blinded by these lights, I've lost my way
Knee-deep in this landfill, what day is today?
My diet prescriptions, stare at my phone
My soul is
to win
I'm tryna build my momma a crib my heart's still in pain
Lord Christ I'm a sinner I know
Sometimes I feel real conflicted by this part of the show
I
Backpackers pack there saddle on my penis
Best thing since sliced bread cut by Saukrates
Soul strut like Koreans with Bum Knees
Sy Wyld bring the beat like
You're real tonight you move my soul
Let's cruise out of the dance war
Come out your house and dance your dance
Shake that fascist groove thang
(Shake
to Click Them Heels)
To these hoes shaking asses, I got a soul that's Casper
That means I go ghost if they looking for my assests
Baseball mitts, paper come
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