Lyrics:
The Bares Band sonando
The bares band Gran Canaria
todos preparados para la batalla
mision empezar
una buena relacion
culturas que se fluyen y se
Sippin' Triple Sec out the bottle
Catch me whippin' in the fuckin' s-
(Fuck it, I fucked it, right on the last line)
(I'm in Rob's room smoking crack)
living on borrowed time
Right up to the end of the line
But every light that flickers and shines
Will come together in the glory time
All together
a house still
And my brother need lawyers for appeal
No deal if the terms don't appeal
Turnin' to a new page
Kids don't read books
Ownin' a little data
Kousevit'sky (8) in line
I'd reprimand the Dorsey Band
Right on the Stand
'Cause Annie's cousin Fanny was a sweetie
(9) of mine
I've golfed with Lee Trevino
Won
until you switched up for bands
When I'm gone (when I'm gone)
I don't wanna see you cry (see you cry)
When I was here
You niggahs weren't ride or die
You
on the left
Ds trying to see where we at
They peeping the V then we'll run
Through narrow lanes and do the dash
cll my wrists is filled with rubber bands
my mind they showed me a sign
I fell off the ocean liner someone throw me a line
Let the world know the truth but it became my demise
Mothafucka you
Feed on the information
Lines of data sent straight to your brain
Reading it so blindly, a necessity to gather knowledge
Follow the news, and all
sensei she do
Put that kitty in a coma meow
I cut that like melee yah
Pasta sauce aroma yum
She slurp my penne
Okay
Too many sexual lines I know
Baby’s
Slender bridge across the dark abyss
Your identity narrows down to this
A fiber optic corpus collosum, shares your data if you know some
But if your line
the concussion
Disrupted the fuck out of space time, with the hiccup you pick up the broad right?
Skipping the gold in the blood line, narrow mind can't see
in my clip
Strap on my waist like a sidekick
Nigga, I go Columbine, bitch
Touche how I come with that data
The head is splattered
Soul is gone like
to decibels
Floatin' with the ebb and flow
Makin' outcomes I'll never know
Fightin' this war for the mind
Most don't even know they behind enemy lines
How souls
Eating up the data suddenly we have none
When I wake I am an animal
Button up my shirt like an animal
I love brushing teeth i'm an animal
Walk down
a green
Divine in the shine, in the line, inner rhyme, by the vine, with a wine, intertwine
Feet in the fleet, in the heat, on a beat, on the street, too
Histeric laughs, jokeless minds on the line
Fuck off my face retarded human
Interstellar powers in me im an alien with a tail
I’m not human
GOKU
He’s a mind
some more
And I don't wanna talk so come on leave all your words out of that door
And if we gonna walk the walk then we take the narrow road
And I know
at the end of time?
We'll be fine, you and I
Let's draw a line in the sand
Keep it straight and narrow
We had it all in our hands
We begged and then we
grabbed a lamp and killed a Genie
All you teenie weenie trappers fall in line, made you my acolytes
steaming veggies, roasting rapper, yeah, data quench my
'Know the Ledge' and I'm, playin' my Roxanne,
Another dollar another day in the rock band,
It's juice!
Give me, give me, give me the juice
Give me,
And a good dog
Especially a good dog
A hammer and a handsaw
A band-aid now and then
You'll need a home to come home to
Son we all need a refuge
nahi hota
Ye samay hai sahi
Awazein hain buland
Khol do halak
Ab saaf karo ye gand
Sab jhoothe waade band
Public bhi hai tang
Line se karke nanga tumko
Usher in the rally cries
Revolution's here again
The emperor's bond's are broken
And free he shall remain
Escape, though narrow was demand
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