Lyrics:
Like the town?
See?
A ball of string
Yeah, well, watch this
It glows!
Yeah, I make them
~Magick~
Warm multi-coloured light
Wrapped in twine
Somehow
shoppin' my demo, I was tryna shine
Every motherfucker told me that I couldn't rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my
codes
My equipments dusty, chastity belt is all rusty, everythings getting musty
I'm just so pretty, yet not even one shorty, will green light hanky panky
Martin calls to say he's sending old electrical equipment
That's good we can always use some more electrical equipment
In the cold clear light
tale I'll try to eke
Chair of music, I'll take a stab
Deep dark secrets imma go blab
Stealing equipment marked for the bin
Set to be donated to southside
favorite view, they all good from this altitude
Heard you tried to follow in my footsteps and still got confused
In for morphine how y'all use my name
the dark, I illuminate shine light through the crocks, away's pop, shake the ground,, sap of the trees to make ya body rock
You don’t stop
Im at the tip
flawed
Heading in with some new LEDs
Getting the equipment with ease
In this place there will be no pleas
Don't you dare ever leave and flee
Journey's cut
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
powders
And they claim to helping us to clean up our community
But ain't no open opportunities, impunity
Is what these demons use to regulate
We keep in
claim to helping us to clean up our community
But ain't no open opportunities, impunity
Is what these demons use to regulate
We keep in mind we can run
Baby (Wheezy outta here)
Let's go
My uncles taught a nigga how to hustle
My mama taught me how to use a rubber
I was six years old tryna sell
were Oldsmobiles who drink Thunderbird
Land Cruisers sitting on fertile soil
With equipment that ran off expensive oil
Folks bragging, said a horse
I inhale their beauty
And exhale a head spin, my duty is to use the
Power I've got to look after the ones
I love, full stop
As a king of my world I
gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's Rent
Mark:
We light candles
Roger:
How do you start a fire
When there's nothing to burn
And if feels like
We Gonna Pay
Last Year's Rent?
MARK
We Light Candles
ROGER
How Do You Start A Fire
When There's Nothing To Burn
And It Feels Like Something's Stuck
pay
Last year's rent
We light candles
How do you start a fire
When there's nothing to burn
And it feels like something's stuck
In your flue
schooling you rappers making this on GarageBand
You paying for equipment that be costing you a fortune
And yes that shit is worth it, but what’s music without
a dream to clock mad dough
Only at the time it seem that obsurb
Then he saw a light bulb flash up in his forehead
Shine so bright he had to close both
a dream to clock mad dough
Only at the time it seem that obsurb
Then he saw a light bulb flash up in his forehead
Shine so bright he had to close both
place
Na by His grace
Why i no go use my faith
I do the things way they
Inside my chest
Life na stress
Or a traffic jam
When the green light on
You must
a private chef he shakin' his head when he look at me
Even though i got a guy that plans my shit financially
Bought equipment for some sports i don't even
(Haha, here we go)
(Roll up, roll up)
Come on, kids! Gather round!
It's time to meet a marvel
Of light and sound!
He's here for fun so don't you
Was this gig meant to be filled
With figments of demonic pigment?
I don't think that's proper
Use of the equipment
Syphoning frightening tyrants from
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