Lyrics:
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
lips peeling, shit seems real and
What's real is the estate of mind that we're in
The situation feels great
My man peels weight, so he can fill plates
Clock is a ticking
Our deep help beliefs are threatened by heathens
Hippies and lefties are in the streets screamin
They've left a big crack in our glass
this music
The flow is so acoustic
The beat is so eclectic
Guitar riffs get it lit
Let this be effective
Like something you can step with
In fact yo we
This boy is staying acoustic
There's Seeger singing in his heart
He hopes his songs will somehow start
To heal the cracks that split apart
metals round our necks and arms (yea)
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be
My hood is
our moment of union, yeah, now we become a whole
This is The Perfect Storm, This is The Perfect Storm
Live in the moment, now is the time, This is
The flow, is in the pocket like wallets
I got the bounce like hydraulics
I can't call it
I got the swerve like alco fuck that
Figg get the money
in NY
I'll send you an invite
You gon' need you a pass
That's the code that we live by
Yeah, I'm in this bitch wit' da terror
Got a handful
blinking stupid. Niggas boosting I just want the acoustics. Cause we was pumping and dumping. You hit that road it's no fumbling. Bum he called me who
that our need to hate
Was something we'd undo
Nothing changes in this world
This is nothing new
When the morning comes
We can drink our mimosas
First
You gon' need you a pass
That's the code that we live by
Yeah, I'm in this bitch wit' da terror
Got a handful of stacks
Better grab an umbrella
I make
of the time
Unless we're talking deeply about what's on our minds
When you're mine, you are in July
Sweet like nature, sugarcane
All these feelings running
Somebody lift our hands
As we celebrate the greatness of our god
He is great and he is greatly to be praised
This is the worship song that says
shadow.
Birds will come and pick our bones, broken up by sticks and stones.
We are in the rain shadow.
There is no escaping this thirst they are creating.
faith to maintain an
Aura of respectability our
Civilization, such as it is
Was shaped by religion
And the men who aspire to public
Office anyplace in
suicide
Taking big step my foot so big couldn't get a shoe size
Let it rain like it's july
Wait! i wrote this in july
In a class of my own kinda like
season, in the future of our land
The power's in His hands
We stop making our demands to God
Cause He won't always give you what you want
But I can
and trust and love?
Nobody but Jesus
Ours is smoke the beautiful
And liquid spirit drowning in itself
To hide the other stuff
What do you know? What do
look, so this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see Everlast, whoop his ass
Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him
Kick him, spit
To protest against the war"
We drove down to the river
To a building by a quay
He said:
"This is one they didn't bomb
Now if you'd like to follow me"
He
and brought it back
cnd in his head he's still on the front line
Tryna get a job and get by
Hook
God forbid we pray
Bow our heads, hit our knees and have some
You gon' need you a pass
That's the code that we live by
Yeah, I'm in this bitch wit' da terror
Got a handful of stacks
Better grab an umbrella
I make
on the earth
Who is there that can intercede in His Presence, except by His Permission? He knows what will happen to them (His creatures) in this world, and what
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