Lyrics:
edibles with addibles
Get's shoot out by a catapult
Each soul to the outer vault
Each body covered in guilty clay
Somewhere into the Milky Way
Pay day comes
since they roamed the streets
The little girl feels so fucking weak
Part of her hopes but she's mostly afraid
Of what Otis will do this day
And no matter
I know a man named Otis who invented a room,
And his heart was filled with pride
I said to Mr Otis, "What does your room do?"
He said, "It goes
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
day.
I only saw his halo,
But she saw his feet of clay.
Oh, he loved her and she loved him,
In their own peculiar way.
I never knew that love had feet
running in accord
With arbitrary lines of paint
Laid out the day before
I placed my feet upon the clay, clay, clay, clay, clay, clay
What does the poem say
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
is sang (On God)
No energy but if I die I'm goin with a bang
Knocking over pins like I'm bowling stay up in yo lane
Break every chain tryna lock me up
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
We said our promises by candlelight
You held my hands, I was dressed in white
We were young
How can we see that far?
How can we see that far?
folk
But Picasso should see himself as the white O
I write notes rhythmically not for timpani
To accomplish what Bach did for symphonies
One day it will
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
of us that we love
Stand by them and stay close to them
And I say that if there'd been a couple of more a
little closer to Dr. King he wouldn't have
crash within
I’m off my feet
I’m floating
I die a little each time
I die a little each time
I die a little each time
I die a little
I die a little each
to understand
What I'm thinking
But I know if she could she would kill
Everybody that I hate, 'cause she loves me
'Cause I took care of her since
She was a little
to day, I'm hangin' out
Partyin' with girls that never die, you see I was
Pickin' on the small fries, my campaign tellin' lies
Was just spreadin' my love,
and end these wars
Rebuild it all brick by brick
I'm taking you down and I'll do it alone
Have no need for a clone I'll be breaking each bone
This land will
away, and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange,
Of a long-deserted line of traps 'way back of the Bighorn range;
Of a little hut by
to day, I'm hangin' out
Partyin' with girls that never die, you see I was
Pickin' on the small fries, my campaign tellin' lies
Was just spreadin' my love,
screwface
Well I'm paranoid at the things I say
Wondering what's the penalty from day to day,
I'm hanging out partying with girls that never die
all the frightening little skills
That science has made available!
And so it was, one fateful morning,
Greggery peccary made his way through the steno
Load up the keyboard, 105 tempo
Most heated battles, I've blasted MCs
Some said that the bullets flew by like angry bees
Wu entered on the level where
They will follow in a one-way battle
Waving the red sheet of hypocrisy
In danger's moments it takes little to fear death
Any injustice suffered by
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
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