Lyrics:
Temporal evolution of the NDVI as an indicator of forest fire danger. International Journal of Remote Sensing. 1996. Volume 17.
66. Hao, Qu. Retrieval
weapon and my method is no mystery.
I didn't come here to chill. I came here to rock,
To smash the empire with my boom-box.
You got to let go
Let me just tell you
Arigatou
Take out me out my woe
Divine and pleasant soul
Arigatou
Take me out my sorrow
Yo voice is da sensor to my wii remote
to remote work
Freelance, which has long been on everyone's lips
Is actually one of the types of remote work
Freelance is the performance of certain work
to cower
Encounter my counter method
A wrist grab a quick jab
You hit the dirt like a bike
With no Kick Stand
Falling on your bitch ass
Could've called
will make it or fail
Buried in the earth's shell
Anti gravity methods to resurrect the former catacomb culture
Safe from the elements torture
Did we know
And they'll find your ass floating, bloating in a remote, corner of the Everglades
Do you got that 9 you better make sure cause I know damn well I've got mine
you dead?
Put a gat to your head
Only thing left to do is pull it
Simple like pressin record
On the remote erasing your life
Elimination, the message is
feet under
Kool G Rap makes you wonder
No blunders or mistakes, this takes hard concentration
Effort, for the method, meditation
Visions of light,
you dead?
Put a gat to your head
Only thing left to do is pull it
Simple like pressin record
On the remote erasing your life
Elimination, the message is
I like to watch
Track down a satellite, beam in the action
Life lies bleeding live in your living room
Your senses on remote control,
It's overkill
Track down a satellite, beam in the action
Life lies bleeding live in your living room
Our senses on remote control, overkill on overload
From
niggas chilling with the harbingers, take a break
But my niggas can't
It's like our fucking remote broke
Slowpoke meaning we don't to choose what rope
We
to find my peace in hell
She control it
Not remote it
Thats the ocean by her belt
Fuck a colon
Semi totin'
Stop your sentence in a breath
Off the hinges
off balance
So gas me up in gallons
You my ride or die my Okada
Make we pepper them like ofada
Press your neck like remotes
Till you on my channel
Now
Nope
I kick it remote
Cause the Lord's in control
Fold never
OldaSoul you better not ever
Be one with the pavement
If so stay vacant
Free as the bird
Of the kitten precariously pitted in peril
Trapped deeply inside, the methods of his ride
Echoing a tortured scream ringing, "Terrible!"
Rushing so soon
nobody read those
Reply with your favorite emoj
If you get a second to put down the remote
Databases get bigger and speeds grow
But patience gets thinner
and remote
Don't you worry now honey
Don't you worry about me
I'm rising up to the moonlight
We'll forget about the scene
Don't you worry now honey
Follow me
G Rap makes you wonder
No blunders or mistakes, this takes hard concentration
Effort, for the method, meditation
Visions of light, collisons, tight
perfection
How many people work day to day, tryna be perfected
How many people gon' realize, everyone has flaws and methods
You can't change up the past, so
buoyed
Where nothing is written, no method deployed
So over familiar though you know ‘em well
Their cheek wouldn’t care if you turned the other
The old
feelings, I ain't got feelings, I'm just numb, leave me alone
Finesse a nigga right up off of my phone
Got the method if you need you a loan
If I ain't tell
better know how to swim manatee
I gotta
Hood up in a goose coat
Yo bitch she gotta loose throat
Gangy press em like a remote
Pennywise he betta know how
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