Lyrics:
lived was so strong
The giver became the gift, all one
The day that I was so sweetly sung
The wind seemed to whisper softly, "oh
Son,
Don't wait
you got to be care giver
Some shit that don't make sense you just gotta keep it flowing
Bucky died, Keem died, Rob died
Trying make it out the trenches
it takes to make 'em gel
And in Washington I'm known by one and all
As the hostess with the mostest on the ball
They would go to Elsa Maxwell
dumping all this lead
Still we, hanging of the ledge
I can't play in to your hand, I'm iller
The Indian giver
Thoroughly believe that every man's a killer
back, I'll throw ninety-nine shows
And shove nine inches of dick in ninety-nine hoes all day
I got a nine millimeter
Ready to go off any minute so
go-around's a trip
And if I come back, I'm rockin' ninety-nine shows
In the front with all of my fans, throwin' elbows all day
We bustin' out of your
THEY WERE CURSED TO A CAVE BY THE VOWS THEY EACH GAVE. YES, SUCH WAS THEIR PLIGHT ON THE PLANET DEARTH.
KAI THE DESTROYER AND JUBILANT JANE WERE DOOMED
None of the hoes are mine and that's ok yea
Got em all takin bottles to the face yea
Been smoking it by the pound, that Mary Jane yea
Underneath
on!)
Back in the days I went through visions, in my head, dreams that you'd listen
But my wonderful fans they came, and made it all come to fruition
and see your face you left a space that's fillable by someone who's not you
Don't worry baby all the shady areas are gana be full by sunlight and neon
crew
through their daily exercises:
Put your hands on your head, Simple Simon Says
Put them down by your side, Simple Simon Says
V V: How do you
All I got is a little bit of scratch and I’m gambling heavy
Always ready to go
Brand new territory I've never seen before
Stick my flag in the ground
stone
Oh, Mary Jane, could you please take me home?
High life (high life)
Good weed all day, all night (night)
Right vibes (right vibes)
Simmer mi
is a giver
And one's always tryin' to take
All they can take
So I'm sayin' goodbye to the people
That I feel are real good at wastin' my time
No
three days ago
Smoking Mary-jane alone
I ain't ever felt this low
Day by day I know I'm
Getting sadder
Getting sadder
Getting sadder
Getting sadder
looking anywhere but in his face
Avoiding his world that's in their way
On the sidewalk where John spends his day
He's some mother's child in trouble,
swear I'm higher than a plane
Cannot trust a soul now so I'm trusting Mary Jane
I cannot trust a soul now so I'm trusting Mary Jane
I cannot trust a soul
f**ker Mary Jane's my name (all aboard)
All aboard the choof choof train
What you smokin' on brother?
That good shit man
Baseball bat blunts in ya face
days
We can hoard up all we've got, or give it all away
[Chorus: x3]
Let's take it slow like usual
All day all night baby usual
If nights get cold like usual
I'll keep you warm, hey it's usual
You used to talk about
it takes to make 'em gel
And in Washington I'm known by one and all
As the hostess with the mostest on the ball
They would go to Elsa Maxwell
always thought that you would be here till the day
That I could die with you Mary Jane
For forty years we climbed that hill and I can see the past down
holiday
I'm just doing me I flash a few dollars hey
My fashion modern day
My passion probably
Thug life, Henny, with a splash of alize
I be with Rich Girls
without you
'Cause when the minutes seem like hours and the hours seem like days
Then a week goes by you know it takes my breath away
All the minutes in
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