Lyrics:
at the door of the Anne Summers sex shop it's St.Georges day and all the old people smile, the young people look hungry looking for a new door I'm in the sun
shadows
Where they shouldn't be
We're interrupted by the heat of the sun
Trying to prevent what's already begun
You're just a body
I can smell your
to the heart
I did, business never personal, I'm with it
[King George]
Job well done Mr. Serv-On.
Here's your envelope man.
[Mr. Serv-On]
Yeah, you know
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
And he looks up ladies’ dresses as
They sadly pass him by
Avoid stepping on bela lugosi
’cos he’s liable to turn and bite
But stand close by bette davis
Smoking in the back seat of your parents' car
In the winter on 87 by Lake George
When the color in your eyes change
And the sun inside your hair
I'ts Hanzo
Okay
Uh
Try to catch the wave, end up in the rip tide
Whole crew zip by, act up, end up in zip ties
Dough boys the baker men, we break
everything
Give your money
And the rest of your sanity
Work is have fun
Under the middle of the sky
Sometimes I write just for me
Sometimes change the world
had to let go, you playin for life
The Manifesto, here comes the beat because I said so keep pushin
I got the cushion for the seat of your soul
Back in
I recall the love we had
And I often think of you
I guess you know you left me feelin' blue
I try to smile and not be sad
Begin my life anew
Yet I
around me
A cross on my neck
Can be your family
Maybe a friend
Walk through
The shadow of death
Walk through
The shadow of death
I been waiting to make it
But stand close by Bette Davis
Because hers was such a lonely life
If you covered him with garbage
George Sanders would still have style
And if
and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short and neat.
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.
You curl your toes in fun as you smile
Fresh out the Pyrex spot, red Chucks on
Red beam on the Glock
So you better get your duck on
Blood in, Blood out
That's how I get my thug on
No smile
hope the future holds for you what I hoped had in mine
I hope the world aligns and doesn't simply pass you by
I hope you feel the way your seen within
up on your face grandma we gone make it out
I been hiding in the shadows
Got all this pain that I can't control
I been hiding in the shadows
Got all
that nigga George Foreman
Stay up on they necks till I feel like letting go and
It only takes one smile then she let me in
Next thing she hanging out
Stuttering John
I repeat like yesterday, it don't stop
George of this poor life pop, put the Scarlet
In a place she believes, much better than your lies
and bite
But stand close by Bette Davis
Because hers was such a lonely life
If you covered him with garbage
George Sanders would still have style
fucking hairline
I hate your fucking smile I hate that
Fucking Mexican that's always in your shadow
And I hate that fucking hoodie you
Wear to every fucking
more days before the place arrives
And you'll be standing here with your smile
I'm carving up the lobby seats
Pushing down the cafe drinks
Checking
my role but my revenge is love and a smile
The sun is blue, i see the moon, lit up your night, no need to fight, follow the light, you know you're
I'm haunted by your eyes
And I'm haunted by your face
And I'm haunted by your smile
And I'm haunted by your taste
By the ghost outside your door
[Mr. Lil One]
HAHA motherfuckas
Mr. Shadow up in dis motherfuckaaa
[Mr. Shadow]
And '99 and on motherfuckas check it out
[Mr. Lil One]
For all your
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