Lyrics:
Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas day
Whose charity is only matched by talent I must say
A new member of the Alphabet City avant-garde
should last forever
But she was
Rome armed to the teeth
Rome armed to the teeth
She had to get out
She had to get off
Rome armed to the teeth
Rome
needed no constraints
By the sign of the fire,
All pagan gods were bleeding
To dispossess thousands years
Of wisdom and beliefs, oh
Think for a moment,
There are nights and there will be but nights
For endless are these steps
Shadows from a thousand years back
Behold... the powers of the moon
For this
Pushing pounds by the thousands feel me bread counting for hours hear me real niggas
No cowards near me real life no acting in me sipping liquor
cool clear waters
Spend the springtime of their lives in her fold
Sailors songs have been sung for thousands of years
But the widows story's rarely ever
apocalyptic flash
All forces from beyond the time now gathered on earth
For thousands of years the Evil has been penting up its rage
Waiting for so long
of
This kind of excitement, so she paid Feleena to dance.
A year passed and maybe more and then through the swingin' doors
Came a young cowboy so tall
a track this year
Now how's that for a turnover?
I made a gilet and a holster
Felt like I looked in the mirror when I seen the new JD poster
And it sold
or expose
The machine still reigns by one force
Corrupted skies in eternal bless
As dystopia clashes to earthly rest
Dances of enigmatic acts
Our false
I guess I should have written Dad to let you know that I was coming home
But I've been gone so many years I didn't realize you had a phone
I saw
she fast to go
and blow like Curtis
double off in the lex
let me see if she worth it
gettin by so perfect
gettin by so perfect
last year I was mackin
we
seen was in the library
And the last Indian I seen was headin towards Cleveland
y'all can believe in what y'all believe in
But stop the bullshittin
seen was in the library
And the last Indian I seen was headin towards Cleveland
y'all can believe in what y'all believe in
But stop the bullshittin
yourself to relax
When the future looms with impending doom
And the woman I left back in San Francisco
She's still crying into her pillow
Four years
Collins:
Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas day
Whose charity is only matched by talent, I must say
A new member of the Alphabet City
Thirteen years I was locked away,
A life thrown under the wheel.
As each day passed, I never looked back,
Just a beat down body with a mind intact
the indo
Shit to make em impotent while they're screamin represent
In another 5 years they'll be askin where the niggas went?
Drinkin malt liquor fuckin
the first day of a brand new year
There's girls that's rubbing butts around the room
Fellas feeling good cause the gates is boom
Zoom to the doom
we should take a time-out baby
And forget those words we said
And make no plans
Time's a train
Goes by so fast
You know I do hate to see you go
Cause
Jesus said,
""Do you see my holy toenails?
Last time they've been trimmed
it was two thousand years ago
and now the time has come""
(I tell you, the time
already cooked
Hutch did the pendant on my chain
So I bet she look
Press a couple buttons on the
MacBook and make a thousand
Heard a opp in his bag
223'll
the meaning of reality
I just woke up
After a thousand years of sleep
Hallucinating another sky
Beyond all the intersections
Figuring out what I truly am
It
last year
If they haven't got it yet, then I guess they was never meant to get it
Be great
Oh, do you, do you, do you really wanna be great?
Yeah,
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