Lyrics:
She's a pillar by the day, a fire by the night
She's a famous architect, like Frank Lloyd Wright
When it comes to tightrope walkin', she's world
Gypsys
MURS, Scarub, Eligh
[Eligh]
To do it right in life is just an angle breakin'
Make or break myself in the matter of moments under discretion
With
the way of life (word?)
If you think you're nice, then go grab the mic (grab it)
Let me tell you my story, 'cause everybody got one
Grab a pen and pad,
in cars
People stay impressed but its not very hard
When you've got a mind the size of mars
Call me holst, septenary movements
I orbit your mind, you
everyday I wake up in the morning feeling this gift
Imagine when I get the money time to spread the message
And if you ever doubted me it's time to pay
When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul
It always comes as a surprise
When I feel my withered roots begin to grow
that the moon was getting wet
For our sake the crickets started playing their castanets
Like a gypsy, you stole me from a child into a man
It never
a bottle of ros let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davey and Killer Joe and
I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light
a bottle of ros let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davey and Killer Joe and
I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light
Verse 1
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It was a summer mornin' at the age of eighteen
I'll start the story in the shower singin' Microphone Fiend
Tryna figure my routine
Give me that work, I show you what to do wit it
My cousin in seventh grade sittin' in the school wit it
By seventh period, he through wit it, it's
to Texas up to Washington
Then headin' home to wash some clothes and do it all again
Gotta head to Chattanooga, Knoxville, and to VA
To by god West
like Frisbee (Throw it here)
Stealin' all these looks, call me Trixie (I'm so popular)
Got your bitch rockin' hips like gypsy (Swing, swing)
Shirts off
booty like Frisbee (Throw it here)
Stealin' all these looks, call me Trixie (I'm so popular)
Got your chick rockin' hips like gypsy (Swing, swing)
Shirts
In a field by a river
My love and I did lie
And on my naked shoulder
She too proud to cry
She said that I must leave her
An icy tear she froze
How
stuck Rest In Peace
My life a DVD, I watch it play right before me
The quality a little fuzzy I'm lacking hd
The thought of thinking, now I got
ground now I’m stuck Rest In Peace
My life a DVD, I watch it play right before me
The quality a little fuzzy im lacking hd
The thought of thinking, now I
(Chill with that ill behavior) - KRS sample
Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb
Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer
Kill
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
Streams and views the devils in the details and figures
I done hit six a few times mark me a beast my nigga
When it comes to rap it’s a wrap dog
That’s why
a quarter
Half price
Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, My friend, Bob, what do we need to make
a quarter
Half price
Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, My friend, Bob, what do we need to make
decades ago
It all started when my dad died in 2014
You know my mom prayed for me when I was locked up in Austin
(This little light of mine, I’m going
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