Lyrics:
Bow wow wow
Yes
There it is
I am me (that's right)
And that's all that I'm going to ever be (say it again)
I am me
And that's all that I'm going
come
To ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion
Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars
Grey lady giant of the skies, you hold them in your
come
To ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion
Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars
Grey lady giant of the skies, you hold them in your
dropped off at the mall
Steady chasin' after broads - Balls as blue as Avatar
Pants saggin' - like old lady titties without a braw
Talking homeless dudes
scares you about you
One eyed king
See the world in blues, it's a shame
All the colors wasted on you
The devil's in the details
And I found you by
been done now. So I stall my puns, wow.
But then I recall my one vow is to bust this bubble of injustice, subtly.
What'll we muddle up if we bum rush
My People Cry
My People Cry each and every time
That we lose another black life
My people cry
For every siren for every blue light
Because to be
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better,
imitating my guy Slim Shady
Pullin' some 3s like Tracy Mcgrady
I'm like a quarterback like Tom Brady
You act like a lady and you kinda look alike Dababy
Oh,
battles in the past, ayy
Away, so I can see the sun return once more
Ladies and gentlemen, that there was a young man by the name of Elliot Cleave
You'll
Should you expect to see something that you hadn't seen
In somebody you'd known since you were sixteen
If love is a bolt from the blue,
Then what
transaction of physical attraction being left in a dirty alley.
The black cat walks by like a lady of the night.
La La La Land. One woman band. Sand on her
the opps pray then blast in their medulla
Ask who's gon' do ya?
Ask who's gon' do ya
Red and blue troopers
Trained art of shooters
Ask who's snow made summer
really good about helping that little old lady out.
And he saw Dick's '57 Chevy parked on the side of the road he said,
"Wow, he could be in trouble.
Few could tell you
'Bout the storm that broke
Early Sumer '82
A fevered sun hung
Over a Texas sky
The air was thick and still
The sky a dead-eyed blue
[Dead men tell no tales.
Up push the daisies till the soil is stale
In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale
Mr. big sleep with the carp
or her
The mean lazy bus driver
Or the post lady without a pen
Exasparated by the fact we don't have a pen implantend into our palm
Even they have
This bounce like Chevys rollin vogues
Wrist is icy. raining bows
I smell like flowers rolled the rose
The grass is green. It's freshly mowed
You bark
And I watched her get taken by the sea
Well I still don't know how I made it off the bow
When that ship went straight down into the bay
So I walked right
Oh, what a dawn of day!
How the March sun feels like May!
All is blue again
After last night's rain,
And the South dries the hawthorn-spray.
Only, my
(Shaggytheairhead on the beat)
I first saw her glidin' on her roller blades
Like an angel, she passed by, fluently saillin'
Scrunchies, blue
How you doing, young lady?
The feeling that you're giving really drives me crazy
You don't have a player 'bout to choke
I was at a loss of words
I promise you, take my Pinky
I'm wit Gang don't know a Yankee
In his feels cause his kid crank me
And his old lady wanna clank me
I heard him saying
love
But now I have none
But I watch his blue eyed son while he's growing
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