Lyrics:
a couple stripes homie, I'm no d-on
You seem concern with everything I be on
Album three's comin
Bitch nigga now be warned!
I hear the people talkin all
yourself off
I will not die
Nobody gets lower
Nobody shuts up
Strangely though someone's for hire
When others are left to get by
Spread wireless the virus
Dreams are coming
And it’s coming very soon
Album Mode on reboot
We’re on our way to the moon
It’s only been a minute, but it only been a month
Album
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
Im on the farm with tractors of reefer
I go to Humboldt cause I get it cheaper
Fly out to New York with 10 bags of Diesel
And I still brought the A-R
the Crusades but not the Alamo
These foreigners are looking for some toe to toe
Our minutes left in silent holy space are numbered
By a European clock that ends
outlast
All of my idols
American and the foreign-ers
Before the foreign cars & the boring bars
Money money money sex drugs and the coroners
All this killin'
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
losses
It's silly to me
I'm shocked by all the thunder
And the wonders I seen
Where are we headed, what do you dream
Is there point in progression
When do
in the simulation
See the white walls closing in
Here we go again
Thoughts are a drug
Never sober up
Born in a trance
Tryna reach my ascension
Walk
automatically
Materialistic sanctity
I can't be satisfied again
What is wrong within my head?
I consume in every way
Getting fat day by day
Advertiser
On the border of Armenia, the skirmish has returned
While the oil fields in Syria are commandeered or burned
There's a New Axis Power Treaty in
like
Spreading cold butter on a lukewarm bread
No sense of death, I sleep in that foreigner's bed, but
It keeps me up, all the shit that she said
So I
"Dateline" are the best exposure
Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya
Yeah, yeah
By, my, side
To all the niggas tryin' to get me it's, by
we are fragile and would be damaged by
An encounter with the thing we dread
The active variety is something most
Of us have experienced at
Some point
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
who know me
Very well are like
"Are you sure you're ok?" But I
Really am i've never been
This happy i'm so proud of
This album i'm proud
Of myself and I
This album right here
This is the Yin and the Yang
So you gonna hear a lot of different things on it
You gonna hear a lot of profanity
You
Big Gucci called swizz lets make a hit
Two things in this world I ain't never seen
Are you a foreigner nigga I need to help to get me mean?
I hope
And what does a man do? He provides
Honestly, I wrote this album like four times
Coming from a place so dark it absorbs light
Lead the blind thinking I could
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
a foreigner
Show no crip to pretend when I'm seen
I punch you can block it but I'm a still get in
This ain't a TK yo in the first
But it's some shit from
that good stuff ... original art
work and all that good stuff! Well, you are again the proud owner of number four, Run To The Hills - Total
Eclipse,
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