Lyrics:
bond
Son of god, whose riding dirty
Got a good vibe, she's getting flirty
Bought the house, I'm by the river
Hustle good, that's kinda killer
Mix tequila
little dirty secrets
That part of us we don't want no one seeing
We pray that nothing will ever reveal it
You can't relate if you never been addicted homie
view
What I need to get me through
Black trends will never reject
Thirty helpless dirty cigarettes
Day and night a body in debt
All my thoughts become
They?ll miss you when you?re gone
Here?s a little secret, love
Everybody comes undone
Here?s a dirty secret Darlin?
Everyone
Cross yourself, by Jesus
count on any reprieve
The hands of the helpless are raised
Your dead little secrets are praised
The people stand dumbstruck and dazed
By the inches
How come after thousands of
Years of experiment
Our new nation has come so far, so fast?
All this in less than two hundred years
What is the secret
to hang you out to dry, dry, dry (dry)
Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line
Leave 'em blowing in the wind, to say goodbye to you
(Ah-ah,
You don't love me anymore
You don't love me anymore
I know about your dark past, your secret, I kept it
Our love, it would not last, you had
people are getting jailed. Covert operations never seen or heard by American senses. Funded by the dirty hands of greed... their international drug scheme.
invest in anything else and
That's that's left me cold
I'm still infected by whatever's left and
I don't even think you know
But I don't reject it cause
song, you're looking good. We just recorded your orgasm,
And the money is rolling in.
Alone, afraid, smile glued bright. Feeling so dirty,
Sexed up by
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
Every day the little man invades
Twitter with his dirty fingernail
How could this be done, a man with Russian contacts who you cannot find in
to live through
We've all got our song to write
It starts a dirty little secret that won't stay quiet
Silhouette against the angry sky
These
rhymes, you said chances are likely
American airfare, we don't cause problems
We don't make strife, all we want is a sacrifice
Name your price but we need
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
to last
And you looked sad
I saw me in a tangled up heap
With a long lost corpse of defeat
A little dirty off the path that was beat
But I smiled
A glow
tell them all my secrets
It's the fear of this
That keeps me running
Were we chosen? Are we rejects?
Will they understand?
The question leaves me
home
And I know it might sound selfish, but boy let her go
We got some dirty little secrets you don't want to know
She said "what happens in Vegas,
Everybody says this
And it's no secret why I don’t make playlist
But tour tickets selling out
Novels self published
My life’s all good, I enjoy my summers
But
capitalized by characterizing all competing diamonds as being conflict diamonds. This allowed them to charge premiums on their “Conflict Free” diamonds. Now
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
sight
I cross the river to the other side
The American land of parasites
I'm that secret, that dirty little feature
The bones in the closet, lies told by
of these non-rapping rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape
It ain't no secret that your shit sounds fake (fake)
You can't stop it, my mind state
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