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grippin’ that bitch in a chokehold, okay
I just want mo’ O’s, fuck it, I’ma pull up in a Volvo okay
Givin’ it mo’ Go’s, got my heart on my sleeve like a polo

Seaweed

Saul Williams

Saul Williams

2004

dashboard 'til my fate and your collides. Seaweed washed upon the shore. Severed locks of he who walks the ocean floor. I drive a yellow Volvo. '86 submarine.

All of my windows they tinted
None of these whips are rented
Coppin the special edition
Couldn't see me if you wanted
Ain't nothing illegal ain't

Försten till pinnen tar hem segern
Glöm inte kyrkan på halva vägen

Jag tar silversked ur mun
Och sjunger ut om min bästa stund
Hundlopp rävjakt Volvo Ocean

The first order of business
Verse the quarter of a sickness
Picked apart to witness
Limited editions
Get with it or get blown away
Like you smoked

an ocean.
If only they knew but what can I do,
A man cannot prove what no-one believes in.
My tears fall like rain into my soul.

Where is your faith, you

Heads been caught up in the things that woo me
Like writing lyrics and producing new schemes
Limited edition I'm that you should keep
You ain't got no,

song
A state of the art
Palm over a candle
Chains you can rattle when your voice is gone

There’s a younger edition of me 
Staring out at an ocean 
Who

high open wide
Galaxies will multiply floating by
I will dream of ocean skies
Flow lo-fi throw the vocals high ufo so fly
Upload the light speed roll up