Lyrics:
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
stink like all of the green
Had to block all your calls
Had to stall
So appalled by the freaks
Had to crawl out the bar to the dark
Fight em off with
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
for life
Bend every night
If fit turn to baby my girl
Angel of my life
Never never leave
You in the dark
Leave you in the dark
Leave you in the dark
a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky
Please, I'm beggin' you God
Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me
she a fan
Huh I got the bands uh
Throw all the bands up
Up yuh
Batman bum in this bitch
Batman bum in this bitch
I's outside
Dark night dumb in this
a poem for every planet
Tracked their mileage from the
Sun in an envelope licked it, stamped it
Got eight thank yous in the mail
But nine planets means
scorched by the sun that day
Man
We had fun that day
And at night after dark
When our bellies were full the fireflies came out for a private night show
And fill it with something dark
I’ll take my time
Rewire what is mine
Open my heart
And fill it with something dark
Churches and bullies and bums
We put up our tent on a dark green knoll outside of town
By the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse-Faced-Ethel
And her
me in Alaska for six months in the dark
In my heart I know sun still shine
Still got a skill to be found in a gold mine
I got an appetite for habitual
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat
Ha ! Yeah ! Yeah boii boii..
Yeah !
Got purp, Got work, Got pills
Real deal shit it's I cant feel my face shit
Got white, Got dark, Got lean
Too
Saves my life
Yeah
Lets go
I got dark thoughts
I think I am doomed
Blowing big gars
Smoking in the room
Want Aventador and I wanna see it zoom
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
these streets no pain
Murder your partner if he crosses you, nigga, do your thing
It's a struggle for position in this cold dark world
Survival
front of these Faces (yeah yeah)
stay so hidden in the dark
(Duh dah ba da ba da bum)
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
break eggs
Despite all of it I still remember that Jah bless
Been sipping light rum in the dark all day.
Tell my fam run when they come by to pray.
Be
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
Scooping on the skinz
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