Lyrics:
back like James Harden
(Ball)
Show support like you did in the Film that your boy had to star in
Too much nonsense with this Garbage
Give me my flowers
soothed the savage
Feast of no-brainers
It's rhyme water in the form of
Asian combat rhyme slaughter return
Retainer of mind, manipulative matrix talk
Life
and the moon
I can't wait in vain for you.
I have better things to do
I have to watch the garden grow
Make angels in the virgin snow
No, I can't wait in vain
atomic
I'm Jackie Moon how I'm controlling the tropic
So erotic
Birds be chirping
But don't got shit to say
I'm surfing in the Virgins
Tryna ride my wave
feelin' it
Make you moan so loud
Got the neighbors mad
I'm paradise
Hitting it from the back to the moon
I can mess around with your mood swings
I know you
girl
We could smoke a blunt listening to Juice Wrld
And have fights out by the pool
And dance under the moon
I really think that Im your type of dude
If
[Nas]
Yeah I'ma do it from back here
What up Braveheart? What it taste like daddy? (chocolate cake nigga)
Yeah that's what I'm talking about
Midwest babies doing the most, ay
Walking like a savage in a garden, beg your pardon?
Cloned carbon copy, oxblood Doc Martens
I just left my body
music pretty comical prolly why they’re looking at you funny
Simply tracking back on all of your tracks well its ego supported by money
Run run running,
niggas
My head I'm holding high
There's no relying when you the lion
I could tell he lying by the way he can't eye me
Fake love can't stand by me
Your
... to bring some understanding here today
'NSync (Justin):
Barricades can't block our way
Darren Hayes (of Savage Garden):
Don't punish me with
Know that he'll be faithful
I'm sure he'll come to me by and by
But if he won't come back
Then I'll never sigh or cry
I just must die
Poor Butterfly
paralyse This world of pain and suffering Creeps into me and once again I mourn the loss of innocence If I could run away Back to my innocent days
I'm lost and traveling backwards in time
The moon wakes up at a quarter 'til 4
Woken up by his alarm clock
He showers and eats his breakfast
He catches
massacre masses attack like a savage
I'm hackin' and slashin' ravenous Dragons
Isn't that Draculas Castle I'm passin?
The Lord of Cinder is back from nappin'
Looked down the barrel, it's bigger than average
I barely can manage, your fault I'm a savage
I add to my list, left you veggie like cabbage
It's too
as God is by my side
I'll be good, we gon' be aite
Twenty-four seven
Every sun and every moon
I be huntin'... huntin'
Lookin' for a fly mamacita
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes
A distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men move
Here's a toast to the fact
That I'm a man and I can stand alone
And all my suits are made by hand in Rome
Ricotta stuff that Cannellon'
I'm in
been working by the sweat of our brows
For so long
We gotta try to get back to the garden
Where we belong
Know that he'll be faithful
I'm sure he'll come to me by and by
But if he won't come back
Then I'll never sigh or cry
I just must die
Poor Butterfly
Know that he'll be faithful
I'm sure he'll come to me by and by
But if he won't come back
Then I'll never sigh or cry
I just must die
Poor Butterfly
Her smile became a frown
And she shoved me right back out
I landed in the garden down below
I closed one eye and fired
But I missed it by a mile
Closed
from the moon
Embraced by hazel abyss
Love united full bloom
In a garden of bliss
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