Lyrics:
like a shark in the cord grass
Now I saw how far I traveled down the solipsistic road
I climbed out to ask for directions
There was not a pond in
the wrong cord
Nigga cut through the grass, seen his footsteps
I'm a gangster, my sister a hood rat
In his trap like we 12 we gon' blitz that
He can't talk,
the grass
And the last cord hits the ashes
And you know you gotta pass
You better go to overdrive
Go to overdrive
If you know that it's time
And you
And as she weaves her way, through city streets,
The dawn arrives.
In concrete glades of metal grass,
Steel cords are woven tight.
But she is free, f
My steps betray
So vile, so violent
How in a foul mishap may me entrap
Who hid in traitor grass their cunning cord may catch me as I pass
I thought
(Drumma Boy)
Clip long as an ironing board, heard it broke his spinal cord
Rinky Dinky Records sent you a contract, what you signing for?
I got
the earth like Karamazov
And my tears bedewed the grass
I could feel the planet tremble
In my arms as he went past
I was born to preach the gospel
I was born
show
When we're looking down with somewhere else to go
How I crave a simpler way to be
I wanna throw my phone away
Cut all the cords
I'm gonna ride off
stretch you out
Like a bungy cord
And if you got a problem
We can work it out
Yeah we can work it out
If you got a problem
We can work it out
Yeah we can
all so clear
Watch it burn in the rear view mirror
Cut the cord and break away
Great escape
Break the chains that bind
System override
The grass is
rodent
My view gone, noose stay pitch black
Cut through my roots, they intact
Implant revived, evacuate
The spinal cord is cracked
One shot is all
the whole time (Whole time)
I been doing this for a long time (Long time)
Don't do this for you do it for mine (For mine)
Gotta cut the grass they'll
a keyboard
Keyboard with no cord
Im getting real bored
Nigga driving a ford
That thing gon' corrode
Im praisin the lord
Theres only 1 lord
I got my racks
(Let's Put some) lawn chairs out front, how bout that, how does that sound, let's watch the grass grow instead, we been cooped up In this house
I'm
pane
There's so much more to know
Emily Dickinson
Up on the down in Victoria black
Let's watch the white clouds run
With the cool grass on our backs
a dollar laid away
The wind's from the south and the fishing's good
Got a potbelly stove and a cord of wood
Mama turns the left-overs into hash
I'm doing
And this money, murder, power, comin' for the ass, nigga, ass, nigga
Last nigga, there were cemeteries diggin' grass, nigga
The obituary leaves the last
a dollar laid away
The wind's from the south and the fishing's good
Got a potbelly stove and a cord of wood
Mama turns the left-overs into hash
I'm doing
Southside welcome to the southside
We aint have much motivation but you know we still try
Could go where the grass is greener where there's always
the towel could never conquer me
No sugar in this coffee bean
Hard to swallow not as sweet
Hang the cord and fall asleep
I awakened being twice as aware but
Fill me up with gasoline
Pull my cord
Roll me around the ground
Hear me roar
Oh, I'm the lawnmower
Coming to cut you down
Yeah, I'm the lawnmower
I'm sitting in this house all by myself
Anxiety creeping, yeah make me melt
I'm stuck in my own head
I'm done taking my meds
My vocal cords they hurt
shit it’s like Ip-man vs On’Bok
Unguard…
I’m Optimums Prime the way I transformed
Snakes in grass get they ass cut like mowed lawns
Hit the switch I
plus the corn
Tryna ball with me get yo ACL torn
Wembenyama papaya stand on my money I'm 7'4
Beat her back down where her spinal cord
Tried to give me
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