Lyrics:
fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools.
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
To Rembrandt
or there
''Then james says take a good look cause you might not ever see his face again...''
Twon says man what the hell is that smell? s-nnn...somebody then
facility to await deportation
It looked like the rent was going to be late again
James heard the door open and his nose was assaulted by
Patchouli
Step back
Step back
James harden with the step
My hearts something you can’t guard
Playin games is what you best at
James harden with the step back
James
found the weakness in his platoon, it's goon weather
Hoodies only do dark colors, it help us move better
I told James, cous' you know what to do if you
in the corner by the TV
Can't believe they dragged you here
Have another drink
Keep your cool and hold on tight
Did you come to make a friend?
Will
thinking
We don't know anyting'
We're just finding
Our way and it's menacing
You see we got told
Everyting' a everyting'
By a human who's the same
What do
'lookin straight cash
James hopped in all he smelled was straight gas
Will looked at em all he could do was laugh
Say boy you a fool you a lil spazz
Lit
it mean that music is to
Blame did we look for James Huberty's
Inspiration when he gunned down people
At McDonald's? What did
Timothy McVeigh like
that)
Hollywood (Hey, Hollywood)
Now you wanna be seen as male groupies
Now you've become what you once despised
James Dean, John Belushi
Blow your
All my friends
Wanna know why you ain't figured it out just yet
All my friends
Been readin' the books by Morrison & West
All my friends
Wanna know
that)
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh, c'mon)
Wanna be seen now, groupies
Now you've become what you once despised
James Dean, John Belushi, blow your
neighbors dog is my master
He's telling me he's got a key
To the doomsday machine
But I do not believe cause I can still think
And I got 2 feet
So I walk
stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, MacGyver
Private planes,
that)
Hollywood (Hey, Hollywood)
Now you wanna be seen as male groupies
Now you've become what you once despised
James Dean, John Belushi
Blow your
And "jiggaboo" and "spearchucker"
And ugly real ugly
By the local White folks
And the local Negroes too
Just because she was born tobacco brown like James Brown
Ma
If there's a god, god bless the boys who pull me up from the lows
Praise Howlin' Wolf, Dylan
Praise Little Feat and Morrison
When my obsessions
a fool
I ran with the wolves we ain't never been food
Syn made the track put that bitch on a loop
Drop out the bass and then send in the flute
I do what I
I live
And I tell 'em that I'm suppose to give what I'm suppose to give
So believe what you wanna believe that's fine
But I love and I love
And I'm
right there they don't play by the rules,
Some of them just like the power and do as they choose,
And if you don't believe police harassment is true,
baby
And I’m missing you so soon
Well, I’m a fool to believe
Oh, baby I’m a fool to believe
Walking on the shore
with the sand beneath my feet
I’m
motivation to keep on breathing
And now that I've reached it, It's so hard to believe it
I turn on the tv, we surrounded by demons
Can you tell me what's point
believe despite the risk
But then you're woke from day dreamin
And have to face the facts
So much for manifestation
Once again you had
Fool's hope
Fool's
the black James Bond
I'm like the black James Bond
I'm like the black James Bond
I'm like the black James Bond
And you don't know what I'm on
Freshest in
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