Lyrics:
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
what's that gotta do with this black hole in me?
Age-old gender roles
Infotainment, capital
Golden bows and mercury
Bohemian nightmare, dust bowl
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
We only knew each other by letter,
When I met her over the train,
When the smoke cleared and the dust was still,
She was standing there
boy! Yolanda Adams, Mary Mary
Come on now, I'm trying to live my life like it's golden
Donnie McClurkin, when we fall down
We get right back up again, so
The age of miracles, assent of man in strident tones
Realms of fantastic have been forged by folly speed and steel
Out of the cones stream forth,
always laugh we feel like Adam & Eve
Our paradise in Kansas
A golden rainbow canvas
Painted in the colours of our lovers’ dream
We’d married in
multiply- tear Heaven down...
With a Serpent's kiss, with a Serpent's kiss..."
[The Serpent to Eve (in turn, Eve to Adam):]
"Black superstition, denied by
We only knew each other by letter
I went to meet her off the train
When the smoke had cleared and the dust was still
She was standing there
Yolanda
Adams apple my forbidden fruit
Ran into Eve in the evening
So pure yet deceiving
Not sure if you'd believe me
If I told you how I really felt
Come
we stay on point like Stacey Adams (Dogghouse!)
I'm bumpin' parliament and then Yolanda Adams
I'm just dippin' that's all, I'm just dippin'
D-A
VERONA
written by Cosmin Marica / Adam Kesselhaut
Two Russian watches
Remind me of you
and that old wooden train set
Reminds me of you
on Rosie O'Donnell
Loyalty's just what I honor
Out for the commas
Rap niggas don't want no drama
Just know I'm Adam Yolanda
Ain't no more chillin'
I got more
is born
The messiah lives
Glory hallelujah
Anointed by the Spirit
Drunk upon the power of the age to come
Sons begotten of God
An endless show of love
A young man walks across the avenue
Headed to Miss Adams' Westside loft
What's a peasant's son like him supposed to do
When a woman sleeps in golden
Hey, Merry Christmas, Adam! Merry Christmas, Fred!
Merry Christmas to everyone
Yeah man
You having a good year?
Yeah, it just feels good to be next
The seed of Adam withers
The futile lives of humanity torn apart
Their souls destroyed by tearing pain
Air and light turn into black
Scorpions and Snakes,
We came on our own, we came on our own
We don't like running but we live on the road
We can't stop running, can't stop running
Adam says that
lacking kid
That's the Sun, please go and get you some
The world would appreciate it
The sum of the root problem
The Garden of Eden and Adam, now its Steve
of hope
Children lost, bewildered, find a lamp post
Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve, they fall in league
With beasts that talk and strange creatures from
to think about (think about)
Something to think about (think about it)
Something to think about
Once upon a time, there was a man called Adam
Living in
pendulum's beetle
Bailey left right development
Tutor recruiter slap happily oblivious
To Nazi, born again, pagan, agnostic rally
It outside my apartment, by
This the garden dance
This the garden dance
Long way from Adam and Eve
Yet I'm dancing in the garden
Over years been planting seeds
My bag deeper by
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