Lyrics:
the snow from cruel and cutting bolls Round 'n round the spinning wheel beneath Aunt Mattie's boot She was patient pale and slender and was only eight years
to freestyle with, I ate y'all on the corner
Call the coroner, niggas dead out here
Hangin' onto life by a thread out here
Them niggas wearin' all that red
like you’re dying right now
But I swear to you, you are wrong
Yeah I swear, you’re so strong
History wasn’t written in a day
It culminates in years
should I hold to, a thread?
And the nights stretch on forever
An oracle at the center
And oh we fall behind in the sands of time
20 years gone by feels
We were warm and wonderful once upon a time
But now we're frozen, hanging by a thread
Can we wait a minute? Or can we just try to try?
'Cause my
We were warm and wonderful once upon a time
But now we're frozen, hanging by a thread
Can we wait a minute? Or can we just try to try?
'Cause my
wanna talk, so fitting
I remember times,
When you were holding by a thread of a chance
You'll make it out alive, God willing
All you need is time,
pay nothin, I mean
Mix and master's like 200, maybe three
I can now afford that shit but id rather have it done by me
But I've only done it for
nothin', yeah
Now I'm on a mission to the money
Now excuse me while I count all these hundreds
I don't even count that shit by a hundred no more
Count
as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.
The story of amazing grace it was written over 200 years ago
by a sailor
The sky hangs from it's last thread
and we're all scared, but I feel brave
I bleed from my mouth
for a lost cause, but it's my willing sacrifice
to bail me out?
Because I'm having a bad day, I'm not your problem now
Oh-oh, oh-oh, I can't be by myself
Oh-oh, oh-oh, I can't be by myself
Maybe I'm
the snow from
cruel and cutting bolls Round 'n round the spinning
wheel beneath Aunt Mattie's boot She was patient pale
and slender and was only eight years
around
Got me thinking back about the times
When I had nothing but big dreams filling my head
That were hanging by a thread
That fueled desire in my
across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
I remember one year
My mom took me school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom,
girl, you know it's true
be be be betcha this guy makes more than my lawyer
If he works for one day, costs you half a year's pay
(Baby) He can be here by
better watch out for me
I'm on the edge hanging by a thread
I'm just scaffolding
If a nigga this big fall, I'd probably break the gravity
So it's best for
kill that
Been tryin bring the real back-
I been tryna bring the real back
Mm- she fucked me up
Look,
Today I deleted your thread
In retrospect
Masters and Bachelors
Serving you margaritas
Paying 200 dollars a week in student loans
Taking care of families
Just trying to own
Look at the phone every
Resident with bad plumbin'
Cocaine got my brain numb an' bitch complained 'bout cummin'
Pussy stay hummin'
$200 parkin', Sommers' out of state warrants
Oh hideous year we angels have lead
We're dead, we're sick and hanging by thread
Get real, get real
You can't stop meaningful teenage cries
Oh hideous year we angels have lead
We're dead, we're sick and hanging by thread
Get real, get real
You can't stop meaningful teenage cries
to you by caffeine and Birkenstock's
Overthink at 3 AM
I'm crying by six o'clock
Now I'm over here by a thread
But I really want to be with you instead
But
hand
Tie it to a simple thread
But this hole I’m in
So the story goes
Reload, return, recast, resize
And all the years have turned to miles
To get
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