Lyrics:
to Mars, got the space vessels overflowing
What, you think they want us there? All us niggas not going
Reputation ain't glowing, reparations ain't
Distorted versions of love
Zombies all around me
I been bitten
By these bitches and brothers
It's all been over lovers
Too young I discovered
I can't trust
DUNCAN SHEIK DID NOT SING THIS SONG.
The versions out right now by the *artist* Pancho's Lament
(self titled album) and by David Crosby/James
with my zombies and
My goons like Transylvania
My niggas got it low by
Scalpin' tickets out the stadium
My messages is free movies
That’s word
[Chorus]
No return no return
There's no return
No return
Yo scientists gather in a secret place to debate,
They photographed the earth from
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without
Him famous?
Then the cart stop, she step off, it's time to refocus,
I'm questioning my heart, examining my motives,
Why I'm captivated by the brown
Yeah (Secure enemy!)
Yeah, look (If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight)
Talking to my momma half the time (Shoot on sight)
Talking to my
Ocean: I haven't seen him since
And for a while, you know
We were not middle-class we were poor
But my mom never accepted
That she worked hard to become
about to take a turn for the worse, with this Poisoned Chalice of a so called love. I'm trying to talk sense to my younger self but she's not listening.
about to take a turn for the worse, with this Poisoned Chalice of a so called love. I'm trying to talk sense to my younger self but she's not listening.
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
Eat shit, you overbearing male chauvinist member of the scientific community!
Thing-fish:
What a sweet lil' hunk o' heaven she growed up t'be! when she
is not here?
I don't discuss my private life in public.
But don't you care that she is not by your side?
I think I've had enough of this
be chilling by myself like island
Well connected like version
Hell yea Nigga I got it
I really be chill I hate to get violent
Money just stacking up
a speech about how she's feeling
But I'm more intrigued by her lilac ceiling
Any time now there's a question pending
She wants to confirm a romantic ending
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
on her stereo
The night she sang her love to me "And I Love You So"
Keeps saying "Oh, please take me to the picture show
I'm just not ready to go back
track off-the-rack kind of a track
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
You know where I'm at, there go the gat
Pass me a bat,
open a restaurant, dad!
Maybe I will
No matter how well things are going
It always takes a turn
No matter how happy we seem
There's always
'cause you was there through tha rain and tha sunny days
Stood by me when most chicks would run away
That's why you get respect when you're around my crew
took psychedelics,
They're two peas in a pod, or that's the point he'll try and argue,
Wondering which version of himself would work the best.
She says
We all have days
when we wanna be alone
苦しい時Turn off your cell phone
Turn up your stereo 悩んでもええ
Everybody Say
Just gotta get away
When your
and the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my little girl loves you
She's always singing, 'I'm gonna pop some tags'
I'm not kidding,
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