Lyrics:
Lemme tell you a little story
Bout a kid by the name of shorty
First six years smooth
Ninety seven begin to worry
Treated sorry
Abused, starved,
helping ppl fate
If they can't afford it throw sum extra ona plate
If they hunted by the blue free tuition to a state school
Need tha reparations
that
energy thrives.
Sipping away the blues, a daily routine,
In coffee's embrace, a blissful scene.
Chorus
Seven days a week, my coffee love is strong (so
again and again
From the U.S. seas I shift ki's, a hundred and twenty plane rides
Multiplied by Gs, eighty-seven point three million in a matter
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
I see eighty seven now
And the wind's blowing from the south
The thought of holding you again
Is pushing this pedal down
That big Amarillo sky
a bottle of beer
He said tell me all your wishes i can make em appear
I said…
CHORUS:
I said
Yeah (x7)
(tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
I
out life
Endless cycle I can tell
You gotta unwind a little,
So come sit with me
VERSE 1
On the balcony you decorated, after educating 7th graders
I
24 7 I can't be out hea wasting time
I want the money fuck them problems yea you know im gone solve mine
I got dem blue faced hunnits the only thing
being exhausted or in a coffin
I'm often rolling a few, smoking, always coughing
When on it, I put a lot in and then I spark it
The process of all this
rhymes
Cause I'm knee deep in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with
The MAC-10 by the seats for the jackers
The jealous-ass crackers in the blue suit's
to sail the seven seals, climb the highest mountain then realise in my heart is where heavens be
I want to shout to the Sky (Oh God) then be humbled by her
comes a time, where you all gonna talk less
And now you're just a shadow, guess that's why they call it dark days
The sky is blue
And so am i
Please hold
Already out and somewhere else, gone without a trace
Already feeling less exhausted 'cause I found my pace
I'll take a brush and paint the clouds
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
Rolling over in the morning light
Thinking of you laying by my side
Keep forgetting I'm away from home
In another hotel on my own
Curse
gloom and doom, why
Make light of the dark
I been through it and did it by riding along
Writing songs
Help me release my emotions
8 days a week, now I'm
that white girl, Dolly Parton,
My crib in the sky, ain't worried bout no drive-bys,
I'm the biggest inspiration in these niggas eyes,
I'm too high and I
and looked towards the sky
Laughed until the morning came, just me, my friend and I
Teacher seems to pass us by and only is it then
We can stop and listen
God, The Moon God, The Fire God Are All In His Refuge.
The Dust Produced By His Dancing Feet Colours The Sky.
The Huge Serpent-King Looks Like
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
color you like
Seven little numbers baby, they could be a start
Seven little numbers baby, I know yours by heart
Woo-oh, oh-oh, all the pretty
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