Lyrics:
picture perfect family
I should’ve known they’d keep bad company
Another house on fire by Venice beach
She’s got a man she doesn’t love who doesn’t love me
Yo
I go by the name of Mo
I’m from the trifecta
Up in your sector
Here to make it last longer than I would in the pictures
So I scribble scripture
bleeding pictures of shitty old white dudes
Thankfully, they bought me some tampons
I got a few if you need some
Don't think we needed chipotle three times
Said she have a new man and he bought her a Rodeo
Wanna flex to di picture show
But she ended up in my bedroom watching dirty videos
Everybody know da
speak
King had a dream, but everyday I lose sleep
X by any means at all cost do I seek, change
But debt still increase every week
Clear your minds, all
"Come on in, boy," said the skeletons sitting by her closet door
Dirty secrets, happy memories and broken hearts across the floor
I was knocked
They say a picture's worth like a thousand words
But in reality there's 800 you don't see
Only show them the curated version where
I pretend that I
Watching the devastation
(Radiation dry my eyes, falling from the dirty skies)
Waiting in the wind (wind)
For a fate I can’t rescind
(I can’t rescind)
TORN
BUT EVENTUALLY
A PICTURE WILL BE BORN
PIECE BY PIECE I START TO RECREATE
WHAT USED TO BE ME
A PUZZLE WITH A THOUSAND SHAPES
WHICH DONT SEEM TO FIT
got J's at my door
I got shooters on my team
I got feds down my throat
Counting money dirty and clean
Smokin' nothing but Irene
Got a bitch with good
I guess it's not all that bad
And I should quit being sad
It's just that I thought by now
I'd be more ahead
Are things ever really changing
If my
distracted by imagery
Chained to our devices while we think that we're living free
The bigger picture, we can't see it through our smartphones
Nobody's there,
historic in
Your area, 51 alien, what planet is he from
Huh? Ain't no fun when the
Rabbit got the shotgun
Picture Bugz with the shotgun
Up to Elmer Fudd
All
round the bend at the corner
Mission bells sing come to order
Tattered shorts, dirty shoes, brimless hat
He's been swallowed by life, and so young at that
the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star
Everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home
about tomorrow?
Hey you
Did you know you had me wrapped around your little dirty finger?
Hey could you please draw me a picture
And you might as well
fast, ya can't shake it
Picture this my brother Cash Money done went nation
That come's from seven hard years of dedication
Fuckin' with B.G. nigga
I'm
the cinematic light
Execute the time, it keeps on passing by
To pirouette and fall
There's a picture hanging of a single white dove upon the peeling dirty wall
the cinematic light
Execute the time, it keeps on passing by
To pirouette and fall
There's a picture hanging of a single white dove upon the peeling dirty wall
The smell of dirty sea brine is floating by
And the sands of St. Petersburg are eroding my pride
My hometown is calling: it's time for me to go
Gonna hop in
the time
Nothing but paper and pussy and the finer things on my mind
I had to Shine
By any means necessary I had to go out and get it
And come back wit
booty love the Luniz
I went from smokin dubs to QP's
Make hits for thugs that bankin hoopies
and aimin uzis, at who dirty mackin my loochie
Come
the threats but never pull the trigger
A nation of patriots with dirty hands
Society under siege, a swarm of gunmen with ruthless intentions
Now I don’t have
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
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