Lyrics:
out, baby
Watch it, honey
And you stay full of corn
Just like a succotash
What you want me to do in my idle moments
You're just a good-for-nothin'
But
to school
We starting hanging like Ernie and Bert
And in my idle head I'm thinking cool
Just when I'm thinking I'm going down your shirt
You're hiking up
we voices like dem dreams get fulfil
Massa menimeni passa menimeni colda menimeni chill
Idle we nah sekkle we nah ova da hill
Wah de want come see
at the ice cream stand
Thomas would not believe a word of it, even after the trouble began
Poor old doubting Thomas reasoned away every broken promise
The disconnect
Is welling up
And good intentions are not enough
Your words are weary
Their hearts are strained
And idle vows find the deepest
will always have faith in you
Idle gossip is for the weak man
Oh, oh, a man who won't understand
But until I hear you
Say you don't want me
now we call them idols
You sit idle
While we teach prosperity
The first thing to prosper should be inside of me
We're free!
Not because of 22's
Day is night in New York City
Smoke, like water, runs inside
Steel idle trees to pity
Every living thing that's died
Gonna hitch a ride
Head
and words
That ignorance more attention than
They deserve very tempting
Some people said
"He's saying he fell in love with a guy for
Hype" As if that's
Sittin’ up drunk shuffling thoughts
Got paper but I’m lost
Losing focus what a n#%$a still hustin’ for?
My seed is straight the family’s settled
Idle
Got some news today from the radio man
He spoke the words softly and as somber as he can
The world stood still and the sky opened up
Made my way
i'm gonna stay in bed all day
i'm not gonna hear a word you say
it's gonna be a life of style for me
electric blankets,pillows,fire,and tv
We can't turn back the clock
But we can chant for love
Let's cut the idle talk so we can
Chant for love
We always have the time to quarrel
Of all the words of mice and men
The saddest are, "it might have been"
Of all the words of mice and men
The saddest are
I like for my shoes
There's some visions that my soul can't see
There's some words that my mind can't read
I know some people that I just can't reach
So let me get
takes more than some bravery for the situation grows,
Communicate, so vital, the whole world at an idle,
Lose all your fronts and put down every rifle,
side than you, my love
So now we know there's no such thing
As plain sailing, no idle breeze
We try to run from dark familiar clouds
From wilding winds
Lately these thoughts have been suicidal
Vital i use this median to escape for survival
Looking for ends i been so poor and feeling idle
Meanwhile
Our lifetimes could fill a library's worth of pages
Thoughts, actions, idle conversation
So many things were left unsaid
Words separated through
you most, Ego tripping
You worried bout your f*cking image and public opinion
Should've heeded mama's words
Steph Curry, swear a beat she ain't never
on Spotify
For half price
Like im sellin birds pick it up
Wit a Forklift
If i got to just give me the word
You can mix this wit 1942
Already Shake and stirred
Nowhere to go but down
Been so many places I’ve been around
The Devil hides in idle cases
I was among the dirty Faces
Before I met you Girl
When
Failing you has always been my biggest fear
Before you go, I need you to know
My, words mean more
More than what you understand
The mornings here my
Let me get these words off my chest
Doubted myself so long
I don't think there's any doubt in me left
Mad
Couldn't tell when last I seen my dad
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