Lyrics:
Crying like you got it rough
Fuel on the fire burns us both
Fairness dictates from actions we all
Made on our rise and fall
From disconnected plugs
Come
but that doesn't take away from the fact that I'm proud of you
Timing is everything I got a feeling my nigga you know that we right on cue
Niggas they
just wanted feel it, though
Had your fingers in the cracks
Waiting for a cue to let me go
By the time you hear this
You’ll be filling in the blanks
don't know me
Confusing the'y sympathy for empathy
Leaving all of us empty
I try to clear away the slash, the fuel
So we can dance our moves
Ease our
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
that this is
The cue for my exit
Dreamless nights in my bed
Hours passing by
Everything I never said
Still couldn't tell you why
I'm feeling so
with everything to lose
Cue the soundtrack, it's to be continued
If you see a faded sign on the side of the road
that says 15 miles to the love shack
to that
Like whatever you throwing I'm hitting back
Ain't gone say dis again on my momma been fuel to the fye and they knowing it's evident
I could shine by
cause I lead by example
8 ball I'm a give her the cue
If you ever feel lost the arrows on the walls
They all pointing to Skrillville 2
It's upper-echelon
Inglorious, twenty month leaders, anger fuel of a justice appears
Don't cry pain, you'll make no change, it's obvious
Inglorious
When you believe your class
Don't listen to the shit they be telling you
Just stick to plan and execute
I'm takin these M's like W's
Always pull through right on cue
Hop inna Stu you
free
She set herself free
the voice of the world will always lead you home (and you know)
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
Missed your cue
honorable mentions
Words justified by works not just intentions now
The fear of God is the beginning of wisdom
Psalms 111:10 that fuels my engines
Honorable
Dialogue, "Where would you like to spoon?"
My cue, with you, underneath the silvery moon.
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon, to my honey
Dialogue, "Where would you like to spoon?"
My cue, with you, underneath the silvery moon.
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon, to my honey
I'm living well
I got the za you can tell by the smell
Burning my nose and it's hitting my eyes
Walk up to him you gon' meet your demise
Bitches be
caiman
You're softer than charmin, I'm talking to lamens
I'm gassin' like cartridge, I put my partridge in the pear tree compartment
You sit on peach tree
I'm into it
But you're rude
Yeah you're psychotic
You're a
Tattooed neurotic
You're a
Cocaine
Hurricane
Where jet fuel
Meets gin tonics
You
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
and the wind blew round
And stole your directions, you lost your way home
And you felt like a passenger left by the road
But I'll tell you the reason you
Madness
Out is not what I want to drag this
I'm not the one to make contact with, or make a song bashing
(And you didn't)
Nuh-uh don't even start capping
I got famous and rich, now I'm corporate (uh)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing back, I won't hold you
really doubt that you
Could pull up where I used to be
I
Want the fuel for the world trip
I
Got the cue, now it's kids shit
I
Got the pole
But they
fool
Now you running out of fuel man I already told you do not fuck with me because that's who you gotta go through
That's the number one rule blood is
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