Lyrics:
the value of
his performance work.
Bob Dylan hat recht,
wenn Respekt er verlangt
für den Wert seiner
Performance Arbeit.
The uniqueness of a song
shines
This old safe the family inherited
Was kept by Jim who took good care of it
They trusted him, and he didn’t complain
For generations the safe was
the beat up
You suspect
Just another chamber
In my mind that's unkept
If I don't bomb this
You'll be like
You promised
Put it all together
Like furniture
conscious
I might take me a hostage
I fell asleep in Worcester, I just woke up in Compton
Shout out to LA, where your songs play niggas gon' put on my shit
Brought a little something special for you today, why
Don't you sit down a little? My act's a build up
I'm a killa like Tom Riddle and this song's a Horcrux
means I was retarded
Drank tequila
Hammered like Bob Vila in her apartment
I walked outside with Tom Knight, drunk
And we came up with this great idea
Ahh beat by jayy yes aahhhh
Jhe jhe jhe jhe
Jhe jhe jhe jhe jhe jhe
Jhe jhe jhe jhe
Concept sing the song
I'm a lover girl i no be fighter
Louis
A musical
And nothing's as amazing as a musical
With song and dance
And sweet romance
And happy endings happening by happenstance
Bright lights, stage
The plumber he says, "never flush a tampoon"
This great information cost me half a week's pay
And the toilet blew up later on the next day, ay, ay
Yay, yay,
twenty five
My first million by twenty five at the very least
so thatll be in seven years
So Ill be a multimillionaire in ten years
Confused by this world
okie-doke, teah I'm raw you know my flow
Cause B.O.B. be actin hard like a Viagra overdose
Talkin that noise on all them songs
A buncha lil' boys but you all
don't even know you like
A suffer from some dementia
"Why don't you like Tom?
You should both write songs"
"Honestly, I don't know the man
Or what
to yours. We are but eight score young blondes and
brunettes, all between sixteen and nineteen and a half, cut off in
this castle with no one to protect us!
And she shakes the hair out of her eyes
But the daylight makes her blink
And the song it whispers in her mind like a half forgotten sigh
Of times of love
(Who?)
I'm talkin' 'bout dabs by the slab in the lab
You don't even know nothin' 'bout it
You tryna get this high? Little nigga I doubt it
Don't you
Put it in a song
Now every time this word gets
Used his memory lives on
I'm about to tell you what it
Is so you can sing along
(Fucksticks) When I miss
The plumber he says, "never flush a tampoon"
This great information cost me half a week's pay
And the toilet blew up later on the next day, ay, ay
Yay, yay,
Stratton
Who recorded a few of my songs while I was at school
And of course, everybody who was in any way a part of the making of this album
Including
I've been up and and down the highway
And I've seen what a man can do
To some little girl along the byway
That's why I sing this song to you
If
historical times ours on records
Welcome to a parallel universe
You were tryna sing this song but never knew the words
They would orchestrate it for choirs all
fallin
For me
It's always a movie witchu
Not NLE but I'll take a Tom wit me when I cruise
If u step up yo yard'll get stomped by my dudes
Like a football
Drive and I never parked it
This a message to the dearly and departed
This a motherfuckin' killshot
Aimin' my scope at the fucking industry
Half of these
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
the girls tonight, and sing this sleighing song
Just get a bob-tailed bay, two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh and crack! you'll take
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