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Verse
You're probably sitting by a summer bonfire with your friends
Talking about the things you did and never did
Maybe just maybe I slip into

a few had followed in my stride
What had taken place, moments just before the strike
Looking for the vase, but the bottle stood there all but dry
Feelings

a message in a bottle left it there for closure now
My minds feeling clearer than ever
Foggy skies but I steer through the weather
Lord by my side through

Pop another bottle then I hit her with the drunk text
Loving how we never make it complex 
Girl I hope you take this out of context 
Sex ain't

what you need

What do you need?
Imma go get that
By any means imma go get racks
Choppa on me and that shit got a kick back
Try to run up and you won't

Drinking by the bottle i need a beverage
They try to reach me at the top, i ain’t giving em leverage
Everyone throws bullets at their ops, i’m giving mine

the yard
There’s a ladder on the lawn
There’s a bottle by the bush
There’s a shoe up in the tree
I guess that’s all it took
Let’s take a roadtrip

Sign of the cross over cognac caps,
Photo array of ghosts like a Kodak map,
We tapped the seal fore we broke it, 
And some of the homies were

feel the weight

Creepy, crawley
You can call me
Coley P
I always dot the P
And cross my x's
I'm not from Texas
I'm from Arizona
Where it's hot as fuck

homeboy again
Bottles on him, catch it all on Instagram
Now & then… oops did I say then
Welp now that it's out no need to pretend
By the end of the night,

it's time to get across
And speaking of a cross all of these so called christians
Throwing stones when they hold the very sins that they accost
They only

But that don't mean you are hot and clean
I just want vodka and something
I'm getting cross with you, honey
What is the use of this happiness, huh?

Absinthe Party at the Fly Honey Warehouse

Minus the Bear

Acoustics, Vol. 2

2013

Hey, let's cross the sea
And get some culture
Red wine with every meal
And absinthe after dinner
We'd look good side by side
Walking back

Saw ya out by the pool on the 8th of July
Didn't think much about it at the time
Didn't know that I have to cross this line
Didn't know, didn't

bum, more about my willy
My willy gets small when my bum hole's chilly
My friendly old bum is covered in frost
My bum got stung by a cross old wasp

my second job in a couple of months
Feeling like all the losses are coming at once
And even though I pray more often, I still feel lost like a bottle

not in my zone
I fly by look they they out of control look nobody home
Me nobody can hold on the next case
My lawyers make moves while the crew go out

Ever since then  
(She) been driving me crazy

Saturday, go the mission bar 
Hit up 8 burrito carts
Republic Embarcadero
Got hacked by Russian Hill

shit, when am I not? 

A broken bottle 'cross the carpet 
Affinity arising from the conflict 
She was to be a solid oracular feature 
He snatched

my second job in a couple of months
Feeling like all the losses are coming at once
And even though I pray more often, I still feel lost like a bottle

on the floor stomped by a thousand souls
In my own purgatory 
Left alone with the ghost
Left my ego on a track and my pain in the flow
Hope you never scared

air, perhaps it'll never cross their minds, they can't explain or understand why they're here

Let's just forget ourselves for tonight, be right here for

There was a time when I was out of my mind
You would of thought I was long gone, searching for vital signs
I was lost, thought the cross, couldn't

Well i was anointed by my boss to be the doctor
Fi sort out all dancehall fracture 
I've been through the good, the bad and the ugly
But none a dat