Lyrics:
feel better
Somebody from my heart sang
I could turn off and never wake up
And everything's clear, my breath made like-steam fake
Feel better
Fallin
to try
Just kick off your shoes, get on the floor
This is what we came here for
Oooooh, you've got to break it down
You've got to get it out
Just get
Bottles cold, doobies rolled
You know the code (You know the code)
Fuck puttin' towels by the door
We buy the whole hotel floor
(Buy the whole floor
and 'round they go
Champions, we run the city
Number one, they fallin' from the top
'Round and 'round they go
'Round and 'round they go (straight up)
one, they fallin' from the top
Round and round they go
Round and round they go
Look, I say a prayer for my enemies
They cannot slow down what's
I was beat down I'm tryna' get up
I was picking up dirt from the floor
I was spun round in circle by niggas
They play with me like my whole life is
Straight up off the damn porch
Burnin' haters asses like I chase
'em with a lit torch
Hop up in the damn Ford gas to the damn floor
Dust in the wind,
the window
And it goes
Saying one, two, shoot for the moon
Singing three, four, fallin' back to the floor
[?] rise tomorrow gonna be another day
When
and a life of being piss poor
Onesies sliding up and down the hallway on the 6th floor
Note in my hand, borrowing cooking oil from Miss Moore
Kicking
anybody over there fallin' off
I didn't think so he tryed to wink yo
ain't nobody here takin' my rank so chill
or you're gonna force my hand on the floor
Start fallin' right through the floor
It's so natch'ral
You want more?
Come git it
Porter, he's the King
He knows how to stomp an' swing
That's King
on the floor, then I'm heavin' that's when you say nevermore
And I'm fallin' down, fallin' down, and screamin' out your name when no one else around
And easing
now I got tears fallin' on the floors
Cryin', lettin' it all out
Why do we have to fallout?
They tellin' me "Let her go, go"
Know it's my friends that I
Born to hopeful children, a worried little man
The Trail of Tears and Viet Nam and goddamned Ayn Rand
So often overwrought, lost off in thought by
I used to think by 24, that I would have like so much more
Homes in different cities and a wife I really do adore
Cars and fancy things galore, come
"Hey, welcome to The Player's Ball
Here at the Himalaya Hotel
Whoop! Whoop! It's your boy Morty Moore!
Oh snap, I'm just here
Having a good time
I'm sponsored by bape
Superhero I throw on a cape
Camouflage off the head of the ape
Check my pockets they full of that pape
Turnt up and I'm sweating
in love with you
Well junk's pilin' up
Takin' up space
My eyes feel
Like they're fallin' off my face
Sweat fallin' down
I'm starin' at the floor
I'm
I just want it all untill I'm running out the trick door
Probably overdose and take leap up off the 5th floor
Stars die, Ima join the star wars...
apples by the sea
Or when we wore Moschino and were moving off key
When our chips were down, they weren't beefing 'bout Ps
The purest summers were those
Jumped out of the second floor of a record store
With a Treacherous Four cassette and a cassette recorder
In Ecuador with Edward Norton
Witness
off Madison
Tryna walk a straight line
But I can't find a pattern in her
I looked at the door
Put my drink on the floor
Cocked my nine when I
fall for you?
Fallin' for all the lies, alibies
That you said
Left me holding on by the last thread
Stop, stare, and watch me burn
Someday it will
and verse Guitar playing across the universe
Scotty Moore is at the door all the people on the floor to that 1950's sound
Lost in Space, without a trace,
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