Lyrics:
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
of the dark was suddenly heard
Welcome to the home by the sea
Coming out of the woodwork
Through the open door
Pushing from above and below
Shadows but
perfume,
My feelings are dispersed without certain direction
But in front of window frame I am observer of the pictures.
Observer of the pictures
Without another chance to save the world, these things they're gone, your gone, forgotten.
Now your face in my picture frame. It's gone, forever.
Right
I'm feeling something, something different
When you left, my picture changed
I was blinded, I'd not envisioned
The same face in a different frame
gas without causing an accident
Pump my gas, cut my grass, I can't take out the f- trash
Without someone passing through my sub', harassing
I'd count
end?
Can't pump my gas without causing an accident
Pump my gas, cut my grass, I can't take out the fucking trash
Without someone passing through my
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
Shorty done took all my meds
Now she wanna play Simon says (Yeah)
She can picture so she want creds
Grab on my head like Pez (Damn)
I asked her to bring
side thirsts for more
Stop thinking
The agony continues to scrape at the glimpse of happiness in a picture frame
Darkness running toward the light
space folding
Arms open dive in the ehteric ocean
Atomic explosion potent flow's I'm boating
Amunnubi Raanhnkptah slang I'm quote'n
Like Ron Paul got
need a roof
Shoot my shot like Ray Allen, Paul Pierce
Ya'll should know by now that I'm the fucking truth
Here's the straight facts
All your raps are
Hold up (H h h h h h h hold up)
Jesus all on my brain (Hold up)
Jesus all on my brain (Hold up)
Christ is the big picture
So it’s Jesus all in my frame
on his head on the edge beijing
Crop em out the frame no camera say cheese
Packs in the air been shot by a sling
Bad as jit in the streets with a dream
it's over y'all are lame
Pictures, just without a frame
People, just without a name
It feels like we are all the same
Some dumb shit
That's it
So lit
I'm feeling something, something different
When you left, my picture changed
I was blinded, I'd not envisioned
The same face in a different frame
fake
Trying to find someone that won't
Take everything that I have and can claim
Every picture every vision every frame
Of my future I'll send it down
better for this than Plug One (Plug One)
don't have to worry 'bout me squashin' other deals
'Cause they've already been squished
Freeze a frame about
And who's better for this than Plug One? (Plug One)
Don't have to worry 'bout me squashin' other deals
'Cause they've already been squished
Freeze a frame
across as a pissed off mess
That never wants to talk about his darkness
But the grass is always greener like how tall did Paul get (like.. Paul Bunyan)
and still end up without you by my side
The absence of your warmth would be so amplified
How id miss your scent and the waves that turn the tide
But if that
idolized that’s not my type
Every picture I take you put up and frame
It’s not even of me it’s of you
And it’s cool if you got confidence
But you’re mistaken
in the life you lead
Means nothing to me
We're not the people we used to be
You're just a picture without a frame
And I'm whom you blame
And that will
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