Lyrics:
of the southern island
When a black cat crosses my path
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
La la la, la
of the southern island
When a black cat crosses my path
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
La la la, la
surprise (Oh!)
Roaming and I'm lonely man I'm longing
For that something in your eyes (Oh!)
For that something in your eyes (Oh!)
For that something in
their minds away
We're all following a strange melody
We're all summoned by a tune
We're following the piper
And we dance beneath the moon
We're
guess its just another cursed thing
Little angel tangled in the wires
Strangled by the brittle little strings of desire
Moon and stars
Out so far
got shit like up on in Attica
Guns ridiculous like Battlestar Galactica
What's this, want to insult my family?
La familia actin' like one of us goin'
just' a riding the brink.
I made it down here all by myself.
And I left a good man hanging up on a shelf. Singing..
La da da da da, La da da da da, La
Running away from it all
"I'll be safe in the cornfields" he thinks
Hunted by his own
Again he feels the moon rising on the sky
Find a barn which to sleep
It gets fatal in these fields
Pick up the Medkit with the shields
Get outta sight and slurp that
When I draw for the golden gun I'll burst man
Man
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
or eight-one
You'll get ate from me, nine and straight blown
Wig split, melon cracked, all that on day one
Carry eight guns, two in the trunk
Two in
it'll be okay, we all see it too
They call that the man, the man in the moon
The man that was banned for working on the seventh afternoon
Moon
Oh the moon
And so they shot him till he was dead
Brown girl in the ring tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum
Show me your motion tra la la la
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh
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21 Gun Salute (Don’t shoot) Guess who’s in the buildin’
It’s what it is YEAH
21
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
much better
Than the rest of them
Out of all the others
You were the honest man
He loved guns and roses
Guns and roses
He loved guns and roses
down with feet of lead
And the sun shines down upon
The old man whose days are done
For a martyr has been taken
He is old Juan de la Cruz
And a century
a take you to the moon so come an catch a vibe
Floating in the air
Way up in the sky
I got my party people right here by my fucking side
Lets take
parley
I parley here in LA
All the way to (NY NY)
Touched the Iceberg baby
I'll send you under like the Titanic
Gun fight romantic
Gigantic on the pages
blood (yuh)
All your squad's big guns only shoot out duds
Yeah this verse so dirty throw it in the bathtub (ploop)
Yeah, EWALK just ran a whole twenty six
at
Violating get you one in your throat
Still dating your heat, but me and my guns elope
When I die burry me with the totes
In case I run into a lil bit
can't shoot a male in the tail like a quail,
Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
I'm cool, brave, and daring to see a lion glaring
When I'm out with
can't shoot a male in the tail like a quail,
Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
I'm cool, brave, and daring to see a lion glaring
When I'm out with
load in nah di evening
Ten shots blocking all dem feelings
Big shock
Moving on the moon with a demon
Catch seizure start shaking out mi problem
Back home
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