Lyrics:
serenade
No prayer left unsaid
You could never understand
The theme of your parade
A shell shock serenade
Serenade, Serenade
with this life
Be careful, there’s no need to fright
My heart is covered by ice
The drugs, they taking my life
But for you, I will fight
I’m dark, but
Aye yung trapper man
Jujo
This for my two little angels in the sky you know
I ain't been concentrated lately I was gone off them drugs
Every time
I saw you walking by that door
But I didn't catch your name
Sometimes the best damn things in life
Are just a stones throw away
Well days go by
falling down)
(You are blinded by false hope)
You are blinded by false hope
Malevolent whispers
Last serenade by the grace
Once again, far away
Blessed
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
Go!
The night's serenade again
Suddenly you'll feel the rain wash away your pain
Sin's the worst drug you've had
You're whispering come out,
that, gimme that drug, keeps me late
What is the fuss, what is the fuss, blocking the ones, who are all fake
Gimme that love, gimme that love, gimme that
the table
Jewish platters, kreplach soups and sable
If you ain't stable, don't hang around cause I enable
Drug use, dick sucks from a fiend
Rib eye steaks
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
I been overthinking and staying up so much my parents think I'm doing drugs
No I don't do drugs, I just get high from secondhand
PTSD from my
hope was the light through the cracks
'Cause otherwise it was very dim
If I was scared to die, I'd be scared to live
Escorted to paradise by the seraphim
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
The coffee won't run out
And neither will the drugs
She's an owl
I'm a moth
And every night we serenade the gods
Oh god
Let me trap you in a mason jar
Oh god
ain't something you hide socks in
Bring a knife to a gun fight we don't give a fuck
Semi autos jam suckas get stuck
Switchblade serenade
Gut em like
and lust is slowly murderin' us
'cause the drug game ain't what it used to be
So look deeper when they paint you a picture
And try to sell you a dream
'cause
could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch
Written by Thom Bell, Leroy Bell and Casey James
Catch a star if you can
Wish for something special
Let it be me, my love is free
Sing a song
kin to da mo
Eni eleni gbe'ru e o
You don't need to show your color
Serenade
Piece of music
Some old played in the open air
Typically by man at night
of, with the heart of David
Against Goliath, you know the science, stop playing
It's time for mic strangling, while lives are left dangling
In
up in flames
And you lay down in the charred remains
That's where I come in with my second-hand excuse for technique, yeah
A technique, yeah
Oh,
You are just the kind of girl I always wanted
When I was a little boy thinkin' 'bout bein' grown
Now that I'm a man, you come along
And I cannot
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