Lyrics:
haterade
Beat by Lemon Boi Jay; my flow sound like lemonade
Love it when shawty don't be worried bout my escapades
But I would like her to focus
know me one, betta yet call us gorillaz,
You surrounded by playas, while I'm surrounded by killaz,
That's know to here, beefin nigga block in a minute,
hand down your back world in my rearview
God I love you
You dont love them
You love the thought of them
You rent free in my head ill have you
is you I wanted by my side
I’m sorry, I prolly didn’t catch the last train to your city
Guilt trippin’, the way I done made you cry a lot
Yet we could
sellin crack rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
Paid like
the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my Buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smoking slabs
Paid like a motherfucka clientele is
(whoa)
Ain't got no motion, bitch you mad (yeah)
Got a whole lotta money
Bitch we up in that store
Bitch, got SAKS on tags (go!)
Huh, my girl she rockin'
of heaven, whatsoever we bind on earth shall be bound in
Heaven and whatsoever we loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven! JESUS gave us power
cnd some people left for heaven without warning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
cnd we sang him a song
Gun slinger at the front of a train,
I’ve got a little bit of love,
And a little bit of pain.
You’re love sicker, I can pick at your brain,
For
to wicked ways
Gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last
out of some begrudging duty
But out of our love for Him
Because He loved us so much
One way that we obey the Lord Jesus
Is by following the last words
a round-the-clock lyricist, I sleep in my work boots
It's a Thin Line Between Love and Hate
It's a thin line between the trigger and the finger of a thirty-eight
Dust
was Virtua
I'm a round-the-clock lyricist, I sleep in my work boots
It's a Thin Line Between Love and Hate
It's a thin line between the trigger
close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up
acceptance
Now as a man, I can vent this, fuck that, end this
Do what you love in this life, don't let hate in your life
No, don't work for a job 'til you
bills
In my fits
Flying downhill
Making love to the money
Touching in refined mitts
I done told her
You know where to find me
I done told the hoes quick
out of control,
2.5 in a row,
Just to let u know
(Chorus)
Girl I got u moving,
Ain’t no telling what it is u doing,
It’s like heaven sent the way that
into hard love
Guitar
The power of the inner eye
Huh
Leds the strength of we
Go
War
Bounce to the next round
Motion splendid
It bring quality
Sicker-sicker than your average
My Detroit-My Detroit Players
This that land that bend by the river
Making circular whirl pools to heavens gates
Non popular truth
said I am love
And how can you resist it
Poetry in motion but it don't pay no dues
And me, I'm always playing my rhythm and blues
Sitting
A traveling troubadour
I feel like I'm searching for something I knew before
Poetry in motion, following a notion
Across yellow waters my boat is
I’ve ever do is lotion
Putting my plan into motion
Stopping the confusion, I’m giving dem emotion
Got them in rotation, from a different nation
She be
Every star in heaven
Still the king
Of all things
Cares for us, his children
There is no one like our king
He has ransomed us with his perfect love
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