Lyrics:
next to you again tonight
The Happiest Sunset
The happiest sunset
With you
The sun is bleeding
Around in red, purple, and grey
And a little bit blue
folder
Got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder
Grippin on tha grain
Cause so much pain
To that P-a-t, I see ya flippin with tha grain
Watch
And a charm
And I gotta have clean Rolex on my arm
When I come through bladed all popped up
We gone come on down
All these hoes
Niggas suck my dick
Im down with
Like david with his stone
Knocked goliath of his throne
There's nothing i can't do
Cause i believe in you
And this world of stress, obstacles
Flipped through and frayed by flippant hands
Can't close an open book
The binding's been ripped off
More alone with company
Than when I was held in
And I will stand by you ’til the day we fall apart
My arms are open wide
And I will stand by you
’Til nothing’s left
’Til all thats left is me and you
I
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, I'll take her by my side
We stand in awe, we've created life
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
with that white, boy
Bitch I'm Obie Trice
Now I could smack him wit' an
Open fist then choke his bitch
Then draw on Cass'
(cast) but not how high school
Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow
Frame by frame
With two minutes that take ten years to live out
Yeah, let's do that
Telephone poles
See David in tattered blue jeans
Listening to Hawkwind's 'Silver Machine'
Selling hot dogs by The Round House
In North London, thereabouts
David in
to get her nails polished
She was like Jacob's ladder
when King David had her
He played the harp with her daily by her gall-bladder
She had a sweet
lit
With Vince and David, and Nick
I wish that you could've seen it, I'm super thankful for them
Those were some happier times
Frequently saw all your
My arm comes out my car, my window down
Like I'm tryna borrow some Grey Poupon
First these bitches love it, then they hate it
Then they hate
the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue
The doors to the mission open at seven
And the soup will be ready about nine
Right now it's six-thirty, they're ragged and dirty
They're standin'
what I got a lot of
(Raiatouille)
Never really cared for a follow
Right arm, got Apollo
Left arm, got Medusa
Bitch I'm rollin' up with hella shooters
If
nigga
South side till I die
Mississippi
Weak bitch
This hot shit by David Banner
Your ain't gotta go no where nigga
I'm up in this city, you can
got a technique that'll
Give twelve a hundred
Now the tables turn, to whom it may concern
I used to control more
Shooters than David Stern
With Lucifer,
than fifty shades of grey)
Livin' in a house of blues (livin' in a house of blues)
Takin' it day by day (takin' it day by day)
Livin' any way I choose
grey blind some who seek
But I have see then rainbow hidden in it's pelt
An olive branch carried in a pigeon's beak
All I need is your open arms
These arms
That hang here by my side
These arms that ache to open wide
Are useless arms with nothing left to do
Since these arms
Stopped holding
resultant decisive decision
I wrote this for all my brothers who are diligently pursuing righteousness, driven by the Desire for purity
Please open your eyes
waiting on the inside
Arms wide open
(It's warm in here)
Arms wide open
(It's warm in here)
Arms wide open
(It's warm in here)
Arms wide open
(It's
I guess you don't understand why
I want to be with you
You fascinate me
Yeah, you know why?
It's all in shades of grey!
Your life is yours,
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