Lyrics:
the hellons are pissing in
Position to let the snakes set the bait at heaven's gates
Mastered by pastors snatching collection plates from section eight
breathing
It's do or die
My momma call me when she see shit wrong
I pray the day don't when I don't make it home
'Cause for a black man in America
about that action
Whole life ahead of me I'm trying to live it by the fraction
Kick it with me I guarantee to bring you satisfaction
I walk in party
on the dashboard
Tangled in a phone cord
Secrets in the floorboard
*Secrets in the floorboard, and
Chorus
Bridge
Time sure flies by fast
So I hit rewind to play
die Through
My silly dem-ise
I might took
I might look fly
But I have dry pocket in my eyes
The money seams so nice
I just wanted to stay alive
I just
tease girls
I'm heading out this morning,
For the Far Side of the World.
Oh I believe in song lines
Obvious and not
I'd ridden them like camels
while you can't survive
Should I take over the world?
Shit, I can't decide
I'm a be gone for the night bro
But I'll be back in the morning
I'm actually
'long like hell, bitch
Had me in the flirting, but lost me in the morning
Roses are red, but the violets are violet
She messing with my head, I'm on that
in the morning
Roses are red, but the violets are violet
She's messing with my head, I'm on that autopilot
Took the very last flight I had to fly
Cold wind ripping down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies
Dead man lying by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes
Don't let
Cold wind ripping down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies
Deadman lying by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes
Don't let
in the road
They fly out from beneath our wheels
Another day, another deal
Before we get back home
Stones in the road
Leave a mark whence they
the palace yard
Flies across the royal guard
Early morning in Stockholm, some buses and a tram
Form an early traffic jam
A homeless at Central Station greats
right, ain't no way I could fold
It was misleading when I took you home
Oh my heart cold but my head high, gotta make it by, oh no cause time flies
juggle, 'cause life is my type of struggle
Seven-fifty IL's, and tales of fly females
Who caught in these sales wit live details
Shades by Cartier, and big
Joy gives us wings
Joy gives us wings to fly so high
We only really feel 2 things, joy and pain
Feels like they live in different quarters, but
Me and you we fly to the sky
Never look back and the reasons why
The way you stood tall and stuck by my side
Are the reason why I'll die by your
She takes the back roads home
And hopes she makes it home alright
They wake up in the morning up close to noon
Drinking strong hot coffee after waking
the fire as I sing our classic tunes
These 60s songs got me feeling so in love
Transported in a candlelit room
All my worries fly away like turtle doves
broke, splintered by clouds or was it smoke
Your sunshine does blind sometimes
I could escape but I'd rather fly these Chinese lanterns in the sky
More
by,
Troubled waters, pay me no mind. I have heard the thunder,
Rolling across the sky, I have seen the morning sun,
Burn on a mountain high, I
of an eye
Is a dream passing by
In my night sky
Fly away
Fly away
Carry me, carry me
Carry me, carry me
Would you believe me
Would you believe
wind ripping down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies
Dead man lying by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes
Don't let it bring
Cold wind ripping down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies
Dead man lying by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes
Don't let
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