Lyrics:
to blow it by the pound
Now I'm scoring, touchdown
Got ya girl a bust down
I'm a dog a bloodhound
You a joke, a fucking clown
In my lane, we not
brain
In your big head your crocodile brain
Like anxiety in school
Like the power to be cool
Like the tear in a sunset
Like a dream that you forget
Lately, I've been dreaming
Upon a ghost inside my head
Strange things I've seen
Tryna fall in love with her tonight
There's a ghost inside my head
Break
Look away
Gun to my head
So cut to the chase
Stuck in a maze
To wait till I fade
Find me a place where I can rest my head like
Fake
Let me
that have changed
When my head’s already halfway out the door
Hoping that you ask me to stay
In the shade
Stay in the shade
I gave too much away
Now
time?”
And heads turned to faces
As she said “we heard you were going places.
Does Emma know you’re back in town?
She’s not herself when you’re not around”
out and find it yourself
Silver or lead
Holes in your pockets
Or holes in your head
Silver or lead
Now we get your money
Cause Jesus is dead
How
baller like the rucker
Skip to my Lou if you lookin' for a couple, roosters in the duffle
Keep the hood screaming cock-a-doodle-doo fuckers
Coke by
a liver
Ain't no time, for dumpin' niggaz in the river
I ain't lovin you niggaz no more
It's time for the chainsaw
Off with the legs, arms, and head
people might,
I hold you in my mind tonight to great distraction.
And tender is my sleepy bed,
Might club me in my sleepy head,
And eating dinner with
I pick her up about seven for the football game
My Camaro all painted up in flames
But damn, she was the one that was on fire
She was head
Down in Larissa's lagoon
She sits by the light of the moon
She's hearing voices in her head
She must be strong
She must not give in to their
that bitch
Not now, but right now, go 'head nigga, do it!
Blau! All up in her nightgown
Feed the crib, Fed description, kid wit no meat on his rib
the towel sign off just give it up
You tried to beat me in a game that I made up
And by the time you learnt the rules and tried to change your fate
It's
grabbed their hammers
('Bout to go to war)
Prices on your head, I'm a spend it
Everythin' in that showroom, nigga, I was in it
On my son, I was in it
Dirty
80 bars, 80 scars
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now I'm surround sound
Blowing through your
believe in everything they've said
I will be there for you
I will stand by your side
We'll find us a way to have shelter and say
We believe in, in another
formation
With this fall-out saturation
Cursing at the Internet
That stands in steel by his cabinet
(He's crashing out with Sylvain
The Bureau supply for
always your own people
Mass confusion, in my head
Killing me, driving me mad
Got me wondering, can I trust my friends?
Cuz they stick me in my back every
really want it)
Fuck 'em (They don't really want it)
Fuck 'em (They don't really want it)
I pulled up in the drop head I don't think that they really want
and Pepsi Cola on a coral reef
Every lyric that I spit it's an oral feat
Elbow on my knees head in hands thinking poor old me
I keep a strap tucked,
him cause he switch hit
Life sucked they lived in bubblefuck at least they had each other
Adopted family by proxy sister brother father mother
Had no
marionette
Fallin' out the sky
Barely scraping by
Lock the doors and close the shutters
Now I think it is my time
In my head I got some stains
Grip the blade
Spotted two small buds
Upon your chest
I feel a dash of lust buzz
In my head
You slept so beautifully
In my bed
You and me, you and I
We have
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