Lyrics:
I get out from the Greenroom
Cover ups and sharp reef cuts
Are the highlights of a wicked session
Peeking eyes till the late sunset
Are the signs
To the start, to the start
Hey there lovely don’t you look so scared
It’s a brand new day and the odds are fair
Hey there lovely with your greenroom blues
It’s
Everybody's feeling good in the greenroom
Then it entered in my head
For no good reason then I said
Oh my we had a real good ride
Now we're in over our heads
for the green light
Greenroom, for blue eyes
can't wait to reunite
GET, GET GET GET, GET GET GET
(She Gonna), Get what She wants
Can't ask for
Did I put you in a mood?
Hard to pass up the facts you're driving fast
Greenroom in the rearview
I hate you
This is getting out of hand
What
I was downstairs
In the greenroom
Waiting for you
To appear
I said hello
To your family
I said hello
To your friends
I said hello
To this
of sin
Speak in codes to my worthy friends
Greenroom full, I pray we ain't let the devil in
A lot of faces I don't know
A lot of "where you been"'s,
to slow it down, we won't listen
We're twenty-somethings and it's 20-something
Greenrooms, drugs and liquor and Hip Hop
We're twenty-somethings and it's
Fast asleep
The seat belt chokes me
In a dream in a greenroom
Talking to you
I don't believe my eyes
Don't tell me it's a no
Don't they love when you
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin
More
Soul surfin' in the greenroom
When the time is right, you're
wanna get you in a bad mood
I can hear you yelling from the bathroom
Might've had a shorty in the backroom
But I was on tour in a greenroom
Girl I
enough, it's probably better if i leave you
My heart too big for my body, i got a green hue
Save yourself and leave me bleeding in the greenroom
Less
the green bag
Just to get the greenback
Now I'm in the greenroom hitting playback
Calling plays
Like I'm the quarterback
Now I'm keeping it Frank
Yeah I'm in
*filmed in front of a live greenroom audience at academy la*
and jumping again
Slipping across all the stage
and I think to this day I haven't been a kid
Loving the life that I live, skipping down the greenroom not
questions Im deaf and I can't see
Ice cubes in my ear water drip on my cheek
Im still a nigga with a attitude fuck the police
Greenroom shit yea
We both grown
ze me in levende lijve
In de greenroom
Zullen ze me prijzen
En geef ik hun de vijve
Ik
Ben een narcist
En ik weet het
Maar blijf linguist
Anders heb ik
on fumes till we hit the greenroom but we made it through a blizzard in a '91 Chevrolet (ninety-one)
So leave me alone
I'll Be okay
Nothing wrong with
him phir
Bite mera sound kar rahe yeh hoes
In my shows, greenroom mein bitch on a pole
Bitty on
Kar raha main serve
Lean cup serve, bitch come serve
tried to hum the melody
But it was different when we played
So I went to buy you a Coors Light
And to practice what to say
Backstage in the greenroom,
I
Let me put my ashes out on these niggas
Lets go
Uh drop beat like uhh yo
BoyBurt
Swipes
Greenroom
Purple sip spill on my Purple jeans while I swerve
the better view
And so there is a greenroom to retreat to
After doin soundcheck maybe eat food
Get my mind right
Lights music showtime
Did I get my rhymes
the stages Davis blew
The ghosts of hard bop fill this Greenwich greenroom
I feel them pulsing, whispering, valving spit
And I lose myself in the moment
House
doe, ain't no sun shining in my dome
My only greenroom for money, I don't want my dirt to show
Dead tired after trap nights, long hours of standing by
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