Lyrics:
first to go he got it
She spelt it out, how could they know the 'Fatman' got it -he dead
Her sister didn't really live at all-confusion-he dead
His
facts
If the boys spot you
Don’t know jack
So long Dax huh
Great hits on the way
Fly coops by the sidewalk
Let you know who paid
With that drug money
Welcome to the multimedia life
We live with freedom
Providing people with pleasures eons over the efforts of evil
Take a step in the steeple
It's
surprised by the fact so many gone
I wish I could take it all back
But I gotta live with my words
Pray to God that the dead don't want to see me burn for this
the wedding and baby showers
I'm going to count down the hours until the end of time
The Muse is dead and shall rise no more
But she lives on in local lore
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
hanging by a thread
I can't take it anymore baby I'd rather just be dead
I can barely even think the way you give me all this head
All this ice on me
Appreciate all the stars
If we had to imagine
Our lives swapped with no regards
Respect and tribute to check me
Appreciate all her scars
She said "Don't pity
Appreciate all the stars
If we had to imagine
Our lives swapped with no regards
Respect and tribute to check me
Appreciate all her scars
She said “Don’t pity
I was born from a flower, you lived on the moon
You chased stars, I wrote sonnets, we sang out of tune
Blissfully, we grew young, and the sky was
fever
And the stars of my fate
Faded from heaven
And the earth grew dark
And its figures pass'd by me like flitting shadows
And then-- all was mystery
probably fucking my servants
Come look inside my eyes and please tell me if you see serpents
How they
Believe in bullshit like they live in a dream
This a joint for my dead ones
Had to pour a drink out had to roll something
This a joint for my dead ones
had to pour a drink out had to roll
change ya gears
Or be included in the niggas who never made it here
Broken hearted by
Destiny love don't live here anymore
Got a kid got a trap who want
far, does not exist
This silent world - it's all inside of me
The Babylon. Our sun is dead.
Our days are gone, our moon is full
By bitter dreams which
thank God
You was thinkin' I was down for the count
You were way wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong
I was there when the scripts got written
Now I'm back for
words that I live by
Not another publicity stunt
Not another gimmick
I just wanna be famous for fifteen minutes
They roll out the red carpet every time
out of your cocoon, it may be a set up (off)
Outrageous what this people be speaking, in tongues of fire and confusion
Saying Jesus is dead,I did
Star hash
I load up my puffco and put it on green
Drive by dabs on the vespa
Brought the honey pot cuz im extra
No glass flowers I got the sauce
Still
thought she'd never ask
Alright
Uh, you do realize, sir, he has to be
Uh, well, dead, by the term of the
Uh, before he donates his liver
Well, he told
Live it up, live it up
Nobody ever told us we could die like this
Live it up, live it up
Corrupted by the comfort we (love, love)
God prepare me
compression of your eyes
I must say, God must of spent a little bit more time
On your face... Book when it shook the world
And took us by storm, we did not take
Transfixed by your voice
In an illuminating encounter
Pages softly turning
As I stand before you encaptured
He captivates me with these stunning
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