Lyrics:
A product of God’s grace that’s truly free
And pour a round, maybe three
I really hate the way they make prove it
But not as much as I hate the idea I lose
the pain
Twenty-three years, three when it happened
Twenty-six now, still I can't stop the tears
Then my mood switch, thinkin' about this sheisty bitch
the pain
Twenty-three years, three when it happened
Twenty-six now, still I can't stop the tears
Then my mood switch, thinkin' about this sheisty bitch
oh-oh-oh-oh
Now the seasons change, and time slips away
But the memories linger, in the light of day
Though we've grown apart, and our paths diverge
In
Simpson or Alba, my albums just sicker than strep with the fever
Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's
Feel like I'm burnin'
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
chips so causally
Sometimes ya gotta know when to let go when your hay days now retro
When the times pass you by and from the get go you’ve known to be
someone self-diagnosed, fucks sake
This album's good now, in a year it's a pisstake
Like Normal Kind of Strange, retconned to a mixtape
When it's done, I'm
Bank account full of loot, it was wild as a zoo
We was down for a while now the album is through
Better see five stars by the album review
Or you
the explosion from the day after
Bit by the vampire, worked for the mobster
Two to the head - and now you swimmin with the lobsters
We got'cha got'cha, set up in
Made it this far
it's by Gods grace
If I tell you bout my gang life
It ain't no cap
I was born in the wild
Where them killers at
I be on the same
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
day you are missin’ out on
Tell Him His grace is efficient and strong
Tell Him what day you are missin’ out on
[Repeat: x3]
Tell Him His grace is
I ain't do this beat much justice on the last album, so
I assembled some of the best rappers I know
To bring it justice
This some tune. AMi shit
It's
intubated and we're bagging him now
Uh, BP 90 over palp, patient is cool, pale, and diaphoretic
Has aspirated, uh, GSC is 3
Will update en route, ETA, ten
by
Black Dodge Charger RT
Dropstars rims them DSO3s
New Era Boston Fireworks Cap pulled low
Kev was albino, cats called him Snow
Moms was white,
(Hahaha)
We let the music talk (Drought 3)
And by the way (what?)
It's Santana (it's Weezy), I'm back (yeah)
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
Next-flicks and chill ma obi hua ode b3tu neba fo
Fire nofi quench my shine by grace
Hook
Man I go dey sit on the world like a golden stool
And (Under) this (Oath) that I've sworn with my tounge
Together we'll (Slipknot)s so we never...
Have to say goodbye
Will (Three Days Grace) be enough time?
girl crazy she fuck without sheets
Ice on my fingers ima turn up the heat
Lights off its horror night now it creepy
Three albums worth my evil cuisine
the tomb
Of a very wealthy guy
Only for 3 days later
To be found empty inside
But here's where it all collides
The fact that his body was missing
Was
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
.JPG/300px-Three_Days_Grace_Rock_am_Ring_2015_(18).JPG "Three Days Grace")
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