Lyrics:
the Stellar Jay's wing
Spinning
Circling
Spiraling blue
I lay these treasures
One by one at your feet
And pray you'll find them
Precious and complete
The love
Mister Frog went a-courtin, he did ride,
A sword and buckler by his side, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.
He bridled and saddled a big fat snail, uh-huh, uh-huh.
waving my arms blocking yo storms
in back pack I got all the horns
stuff it in the back and I beep my horn
cuz I am out
you thirsty trout
I’m not
cute
I'm the little Ruke
Okay it's donesies I'm through
I'm huffing down toxic glue
If there's a hell it'd be blue
But I'm searching for something new
And lands in the grass
And weeps for his dignity
Next time he will not aim so high
Yeah, next time neither will I
Now, a mother takes loans out
Sends
I heard him call out
I heard him call for his mother
And I didn't even call my mother
I wanted to avoid talking about the elephant in the room
They say "Drink and be merry,
Take the bull by the horns."
I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns
Everything looks a little far away
place"
They capcorder certified A-1 blue
Ribbon sucker pride
To be preserved mammoth out glacier
Run away by prize with broken dignity
These wooden wings
way
an animal who has seen things
a horn twisted into shapes
understood by strangers
recognized by demons
an invitation in the secret language of trees
a horn twisted into shapes
understood by strangers
recognized by demons
an invitation in
the secret language of trees
sung in wild shapes
by a child
I'm falling to my death because I fell for you, fell for you
Roses are red, Violets are blue, I get so high I skywalk to the moon
I get so high I don't
noticed it was free
So we took to life with scorn
Like some bull grabbed by the horns
We wrestled and we wrangled, got up and asked for more
When just
shades
decades went by
since their opressors raged
but the ghosts' mourning stayed alive
like maggots devouring mortal bones
this predator yaws for
Feigned innocence
Crashing down
Arriving
Meteors crash
In the light of dusk
Spread the dust
As suffering abides by no law
Desperate for intervention
on his horn
Oh my soul, my soul I'm bound for the rest
I'll rest just as sure as I am born
And I'll sing like a blackbird sitting in its nest
when old
your bands up
One hundred million by my lonely
I don't do this for them cameras
Big blicky, i gotta keep it on me 'cause
Them niggas out here scandalous
over one by one, while brown and blue smoke seeps out of every orifice of their bodies. A foul metallic stench slowly pervades the area.
The crowd is
From a creek town in a blue gown To a rap crown, at peace now
When I rip a hit for the critics, you still can't admit
This white kid rips, when he moves
shit
Soon as my lips get to spitting someone on the news
Y'all got the blues you looking for clues
These cappers can't hang pick a new execute
I wash
to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tres piece, Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Rasclaat when rude boy come through with the roof up
So I could see the sky
"Yes, what's the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues
"The friends will make you, then too can
son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can break you
They plan
I saw him at the station.
He's waitin' for the bus.
A little devil from the country,
Head was on the rush.
He's wearin' blue jeans
With the blue all
ass for a job
I mean, my dad's got five kids, man and I mean yo
He hates drivin' a bus but he loves five kids
You feel me?
I'm a rhyme artist
Out
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