Lyrics:
Modulistic terror
A vast sadistic feast
The only way to exit
Is going piece by piece
You have no choice of life or death
My face you will not
Well, I pulled on trouble's braids
And I hid in the briars out by the quick mud
Stayin' away from the main roads
Passin' out wolf tickets downwind
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
When I was a boy
There was no limit to what I could eat
Shake after shake after shake after shake
Followed by all kinds of red meat
Metabolism
(Invisible)
(Invisible)
(Invisible)
(Invisible)
(Shy one) walking by the wall
(Shy one) the shadows will not fall
(Shy one) is silently
Coloratura
The place we dreamed about
The melodies inside yourself
And love come pouring out
And everyone's allowed
We're feathered by the crowd
And up
She don't really drink much so she say
But by the way she was putting in the Malibu Reds away
She was either 'bout that life
Tryna front but tryna
with you
I could never afford not to afford
I could never put my plans to the side with you
I could never see a red light
Like a deer with
The selection with perfection
Is more than affection
Are you infectious? Yes, you are
Uncle Charlie, do the honors
Baby girl, lips so red, they
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
Just walked down the street to the coffee shop
Had to take a break
I'd been by her side for eighteen hours straight
Saw a flower growing in
'Cause the music's
Taking over your feet
I can tell by your toes
That you're rocking
To this beat
You gotta dance and sway
Til you drop and break
A 1980 exodus of 125,000 dreams, a quest to find out what freedom really means at any cost. Boat loads of Cubans lost in a maze of red tape and hate,
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
City streets passing by
Underneath stormy skies
Neon signs in the night
Red and blue city lights
Cargo trains rolling by
Once again someone
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
bubble
You're my brother, I'm not above you
Remember me I'm so there
Don't make us have to go there
Turn and sing it
I stay silent with red even if I'm
Park, it's dark, it's winter in December
I see my target, put my car in park, and approach a tender
Young girl by the name of Brenda, and I pretend
There's a fruit store on our street
It's run by a Greek.
And he keeps good things to eat
But you should hear him speak!
When you ask him
older G's
She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses
Half you
Girl with hair of flaming red
Seeking perfect lover
For to lie down on her feather bed
Soul secrets to uncover
Must be gentile, must be strong
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
wire here or was it red?
'Cause it's my fate
I operate on hate
(Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate)
I go by many other names
But now
I am
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds
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