Lyrics:
More boat
More trees
I thought you were drawing me. George? Hello, George? There is someone in this dress!
A trickle of sweat
The back
Saw through my window last week
Though it was blinded not by curtain or the covering peaked
My curiosity was gorgeous I'm like George's first cousin
in sandra Bland
My heart hurt to see how it all would end
I am Sandra Bland i am George Floyd
DJ Screw in Texas, I love you
Shout out Trae the Truth
up a rock and
It totalled my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for the valley?
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
shearing by the sail of an empty stream
Bound in flight and set on re-sealing all our cracks and dreams and leaks
I wonder always of our great failure
don't spend it
New Six it's a brand new menace
In a tight end no George Kittle
Nigga play with me I zip you
One by one I'll pick you
That's head by head
you if you do
But ya ought to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you
and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do
But you ought to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in your guts and the spit
and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do
But you ought to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in your guts and the spit
world is only 8 by 10)
(8 by 10, 8 by 10)
I remember the night that you gave me this picture. I ought to - I've relived it so many times. I
lonely world is only eight by ten eight by ten eight by ten
I remember the night that you gave me that picture I ought to
I've relived it so many times I
to judgement
For the record I really do love You
Stressing going for a walk in the night
Finessing reflection sought You by my side
Next Rejections left hard
Whatever makes you happy
That's who you ought to be
So you can be free
Back in the days when you were just a kid
Dreaming of all of those wonderful you were
WATER
I’M IN THE DARK WATER
I’M IN THE DARK WATER
""SO YOU GOT A DREAM
WHAT GOOD’S IT GONNA DO?
CHUCK IT IN THE SEA""
THEY SAY
""PICTURES OR IT NEVER
the beginning, oh!
I be with a bitch that
Look like Kim Kardashian
Shitting on these niggas not by purpose
But by accident big cribs, I be 'laxing in
(Ho) , you
a river on a Sunday
There are worse things than sweating by a river
When you're sweating in a picture
That was painted by a genius
And you know that
This is about a metaphor... paraphrased... some allegories
how I came to know the grace...
a symbolic picture of shearing of my wools...
and how
ought I take you home but am I wrong
I'm a kid ma, you know I don't wanna be Home Alone
Plus I felt summin' therre when we was dancin' on that song
I
the answer's in us
That's why I spit it in my songs so sweet
Like a photo of your granny's picture
Now that you're gone, it hit us
Super hard on Thanksgiving
holding out
I'll be where I ought to
I am after the prescription to get you out of my head
If it weren't for my friends I know that by now I'd be dead
It
should be ashamed
He was one of the coolest niggas in the whole rap game (he was)
Life too short, you never know when the endin' is
Hope Offset
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this planet a long time ago
Now, some of you might have
Read a book called
Chariots Of The Gods by Erich Von Däniken
And there's a little thing in there
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