Lyrics:
and seed
It all belongs to me
Set to strike down
Round upon round
Set to strike down
Pound for pound
I am the spark that breeds fire
I am who lurks in
connection with the scissors
Close embody who my happy
Bloody round upon my head
I blowing bodies without meth
Fire not right, i'm saying no life
I'm praying
and then I can be free!
I'm now here so I push now
I don't give up when I hit the ground
I keep going through round upon round
When its all over I can rest
that turns 'round upon Itself.
1 x 8 is 2 x 4.
4 x 4 is 2 x 8.
If you Skate upon thin Ice,
You'd be wise If you thought twice
before you made
that turns 'round upon Itself.
1 x 8 is 2 x 4.
4 x 4 is 2 x 8.
If you Skate upon thin Ice,
You'd be wise If you thought twice
before you made
Rollie, this is bracelet
Pass the medication
Rounds upon rounds, I am nowhere around
I'm nowhere to be found
I'm on flights over lights, I'm so close up
the final fire explodes across the horizon
As your eyes are totally blackened out
The world is falling down in chaos, turning 'round
Upon the face
the ruckus
Ready to get deep bust rounds upon some suckaz
Heard PPP and LOD is a bunch of crazy motherfuckers
Journey to the land is on
The winner
problems just like you and he
But all that really matters is how you play the scene
As the world goes round
The world goes round and round
Make a wish upon
Once upon a merry go round, he grabbed my hand, said don't look down
He wants to keep me safe and sound, he stays when I am down
Gonna get on my
I placed a jar in Tennessee
And round it was, upon a hill
It made the slovenly wilderness
Surround that hill
The wilderness rose up to it
and it goes through the stages
Just like a revolver, I'm loading the gauges
And rounds upon rounds of this fire that rages
Deep inside me, and yeah, it
Busters like Babs?
They are such a drag, you should move them to the trash
Feel like I'm walking round upon Cassius calves
Quite a beautiful script,
I am the man in the moon
Round and round
And I hope to shine upon you very soon
Round and round
Waiting in the night
To bathe you all in
turns round upon itself
Figure eight is two times four
Four times four is two times eight
If you skate upon thin ice
You'd be wise if you thought
of the round about
We are the sails upon the sea
We're gonna be there when everybody laughs about
The way that we are changin', you and me, yeah
We are
at last
We are the people of the round about
We are the sails upon the sea
We're gonna be there when ev'ry body laughs about
The way that we are
world bait
Round upon the gate
The tunnel
Like a funnel and a bond and a muddle
I couldn't see a dig
He couldn't see it there
Heaven taint all
Approaches
the prisoners out
With singing into the promised land
He leads the prisoners out
With joy and with singing by His hand
But the rebels wander 'round
Upon
'round
Night upon my head
Night upon my head
Saint behind the glass
Lays night upon my head
Mother don't cry
Mother don't cry
Saint behind
the glass
Smells coffee in the air
Curtains blowing 'round
Curtains blowing 'round
Saint behind the glass
Sees the curtains blowing 'round
Night upon my
forgotten
So lay these weapons down
And gather children round
For upon these sacred grounds
A wound has reopened
Her cresset lights the white blue sky
start to pout
Story time, children gather round
Once upon a time I was on my grind
But a pretty bitch a nigga found
She fucked up his life, she fucked up
But when fortune rounds upon you and the rain is on the track,
You will learn the bitter meaning of the shame of going back;
Going home with empty
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