Lyrics:
I'm thrown and overflown with bliss
There must be an angel
Playing with my heart
And when I think that I'm alone
It seems there's more of us at home
this
I'm thrown and overblown with bliss
There must be an Angel
Playing with my heart
And when I think that I'm alone
It seems there's more of us at home
to the point that I was getting too fucking fed up
Say doc
What would you do if yo girl left home all fuckin' dressed up?
Then come back 6 or 7 hours later with
like megacities bleached so hold the photos
Above flood water in boats fleeing your homes
Fate sealed by the ignorance of older voters
Continued by
that I call home
Unless you're blind, you'll see it all
In these streets it's cold at night
Sirens screamin' by, gunshots all the time
broke me that day. Or maybe it was the scotch? Either way, I was armed with liquid courage! I went home. I went online and I did what anyone else would
Fly that kite Fly that kite
With your lil brother n your mother by your side
Invited me to go to. Remember I told you
The honor would be mine, Hug
and a leg
We get three half-dozen beats to choose from
So now we can pretend
That there's an orchestra in the lounge room
I put the genie bass on
So my left
And there was no denyin' that my night was through
The one Bally shoe the freshest thing I sported
Jumped on my board, for home I skateboarded
Made it
and cause some drama
He run home crying, then bolted back with so much anger
I said the last insult
Now why would I go say that
I'm only 8 I didn't think this
and continued to flip
{In droning voice}
{And now I got you figured that I'm not to old
Never will I fall off cause I'm wasn't too old}
??? to the seminar
Yeah that's kutthroat
My life is so cinematic
I got front row
Pussy talking he can have it
We can drop lo's
Of course I like getting money
(Cash)
Got me
to get it back
And when the night was over I took his girl home
I dimmed the lights and showed her that I was bad..
[ VERSE 3 ]
Now I'm in my 20s with
saving shit
And the orchestra stays on ship
Led by fools into the unknown
Mothers with their children crying come home
Card board villains in the front row
surprised
He isn't much at a dance but then when he takes you home
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look like much of a lover
But don't judge a book by it's
So implored you are by me to cease all protest to my cause
And shall I sit idly by whilst my kingdom's crops die?
Sit idly so though not being
There's no point in wasting time trying to control my life
Truthfully this life's not mine
Everything I have belongs to Christ
Everyday I'm saved, by
Which he had purchased their home
But the sadness was soon driven out by a feeling akin
To that of Deja Vú: It was something
Jenny said the previous
as your wish my son.
Aladdin and his mother continued eating the food
that Genie had brought them.
Aladdin took one of the platters to sell it.
My boy if
that one was her favorite store ever. She promised she would take me back there when I had money. We left and continued down the street when we first
the home that I started building
2 Years went by
Less questions were in need of drilling
3 Years went by
I hammered in my head that this project would never
and a leg
We get three half-dozen beats to choose from
So now we can pretend
That there's an orchestra in the lounge room
I put the Genie Bass on
So my
an angel
Playing with my heart
And when I think that I'm alone
It seems there's more of us at home
It?s a multitude of angels
And they're playing with
we don't have to act while were causing a scene
Because this life that we live is just like a movie
And girl this shit cinematic you should come home
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