Lyrics:
be talking they really be gay
Making ya songs but it get not play
Balling so hard like I am BA
Counting this chicken I'm rolling all day
Fuck wit they
hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing
The calliope
hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing
The calliope
watching of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving props again and that was bothering
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable touching you
The theme
a way to run a business!
Spare me these unending trials!
Half your cast disappears,
but the crowd still cheers!
Opera!
To hell with Gluck and Handel -
You came close
Close but no cigar
You didn't miss by far
You know you came this close
Close but no cigar
Some people sing love songs
Lum
Ho hum Pound to the beat of my drum
The dumb are intrigued spit ivy school dreams
Foolish extremes got me to bob & weave cut thru the breeze
I
down, By now you know our purpose is
To take this scene over, Who the fucks going to stop us
When half the cats that enter battles these days are
romance
It'll get you if you give it half a chance
The night goes on, the music plays
A moonlight Christmas serenade
A lovers' song that's meant for only
here
Not the time for waste
In this song I share
That we must make haste
Man, forreal I'mma enstill
The Emmett Till Story
In ya ears, till I feel
You
witness day by day.
If I see this day - it's mine to be my own -
Besides the seat in my eye for the apple that I know
(Fair winds blow)
And I could mean
They say Jonah he was swallowed by a whale
But I say there's no truth to that tale
I know Jonah
He was swallowed by a song
No one gives their
a 10-inch Acer, acquired via barter
It was my entrance into the realm of tablet and stupid smartphone rebuilding
This particular model happened to be
the three-and-a-half
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Beep
and me
Their society is built by
Stealing labor here and across seas
I forgot to write a chorus for this song
But lets be real you been here with me all
shopping again
My egos drenched in sin
That's what this song is the ode to, like oxygen
Drunk off your love, you my hydroxy ting
You a monster and I'm kind
as my mental state
Release hellish pain through song
And hope that it makes a difference
Pray my fate's deliverance
The energy it takes to live this
is someone following me
Is this bread to keep me quiet?
I'm under heavy pressure, makes me mad paranoid
Awaken from them dreams, of two shots, blazing
I dine
That's that filet mignon
Don't you be teasing me
I wanna go with you all night long
On the dance floor
I got her singing all of my songs
This
(Cause nobody would help him, nah)
I only did right by this bitch, so I probably couldn't tell you what the fuck she left for (Aye, aye)
Who you know
the triple
take, I bomb crews without tom cruise on the mission my pole positions got
competitions
mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by Ricky's lake
yea oh
Aye come on
Yea yea yea
And it goes like this...
The pressure to make it is so enormous
Heightened expectation of my performance
Ok, its in
served, though Tom Joad's ghost will be unnerved
This guitar might kill fascists, but it just don't pay
The customer is always right, at least that's what
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