Lyrics:
insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky, how I worry 'bout you
Just can't live my
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
rollercoaster life
Boy, you know how to set my mood right
Trying my best to master how to drive
Hang tight
Stay by my side
We are sliding down a rainbow
Hold
her the blunt, that shit got her moody now
Lay it in my bed for about an hour, got the movies out
Nah, bitch a whore, so we fucked, got her to move out
back, side to side
Lean with it, rock with it
Burn the mic, pop with it
I'm the queen of the game
You already know my name
Haters gotta love it 'cause my
doubt
We lose our minds, where's the lost and found?
Had you by my side in cap and gown
Board games and gummy bears all around
Their perception of us,
here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
by the dirt
Without my brother by my side it only got so worse
I don't know God but all my life I always went to church
And when I stopped I thought,
surrounded by blue
Happy tears are falling down my cheek when I'm with you
I'm dyeing, my hair blue for self-confidence, it is true
Even this album is blue
I
facts
But you know we don't want fags
I don't even know what I'm gonna say next
All I know is I'm getting distracted by a sext
I need to clear my mind,
From the 12 inch single "Nineteen" by Phil Lynott with bonus Thin Lizzy track
Also appeared on the live Thin Lizzy album BBC Radio One Live In
the one to fight
Tear your throat, rip your eye
Now they better go try to hide
I'm the pride of my whole tribe
I'm the king of the Great White North side
Written by : Cecilio Joseph
R.i.p the woo
Pop smoke , Brooklyn
Niggas know the vibes wit us
We ain’t never been them type of niggas to play wit
company
I cut corners to make room, uh
Took a whole side off myself in the process
Mixed all my colors to make blue, uh
Well, I'ma paint my picture on this
Obrigado por ouvir até aqui!
Posthumous song by a great friend who is still missing, Osvaldo Sussi
About the album:
""8 centavos e vários nada""
company i'ma slut, I swear to god
Spent a band but what it cost
Need a life I'm at a loss
Dead brained I wanna rot
I just need a angel by my side
And I
go back and just make it new
She pulled out my heart and it's tiffany blue
Blue racks in my pocket a lot of em too
I know you just wanna get rich with
I got a bad bitch, she came all the way from Naples
Stay by my side, she stuck to me like a staple
That's my lil baby, imma rock her like a cradle
My
afternoon.
I'm reeling in the music
And I've only had a few.
And I'm afraid
By the way we grow old,
My darling.
Abrupt, too moody,
You making our party list.
her on a flight
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I'm offended
I called, she ain't
and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn
Now I'm a grown man, oh man
With the fuckin' habits of a the plan
I know,
people want to fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues
There's good news
to the other side
It's a nigga in the club with my old bitch
You can have that bitch 'cause she be on some hoe shit
Somebody in the club standin' by a fuck
make ours true
one happy ending lets make it two
stand by my side we will make it through
Baby girl stay by my side
and i will stay by your side
and we
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