Lyrics:
disciples, bound, to the midst of the
bottomless pit, trapped behind the gates of the wicked wilderness
I hear the sound of the trumpets, blowing across
a world where smiles and love are worth more than money
And if this world blew up I'd finally get a decent night's sleep
And every night I pray for sweet
sound
As leaves are falling to the ground
I feel our fingers intertwine
To know this love is yours and mine
But soon the winter winds will blow
And soon
Because we'll never be
Told by the old school
Sold the old rules
Tho' we're no fools
Downbeats down to earth
You down with me?
Clowning round
Chorus:
Music evolution change
Sometimes the common makes it sound strange
Add a little this, take out a little that
Then you'll come up with
songs come on my radio
some are fast and some are slow
some about sunshine some about rain
but to this old heart they sound the same
even
You leave me like an addict, always wanting more
But when I break free the sirens sounds and call me back to shore
The bottom of the ocean is
We're gonna be from L.A. man.
We're gonna get hip, we're gonna sound real cool.
Gonna muffle every chord.
Gonna get a new skateboard.
Gonna write my love
You reached the bottom of my heart / With one single lethal poisoned dart
We had a hell of a start / But love would have torn us apart
Lust is not
Red on red
You make me
Not what was or could be
Not below or above
It's you that I love
Red on red
Now take me
Into the fat to fry
Now who, what
The world has suffered long
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love song which they
[ACT I]
Once past twelve sounds a bell
'Tis bitter cold at Elsinore
Three Danes await and watch the night
For the late king Hamlet's spectral
couldn't stand up on your feet, you didn't think your voice was heard by anyone
At anytime
These words sound stupid now, you've heard em all before
But
reamin
Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks cuz I haven't changed.
No love for the roadie?
Yo man, you're the roadie, you don't...
Seven members,
because the
song of the whippoorwill carried so well in the wind he
sound much closer then he really was. And on the way
the boy found a well worn trail,
see
If I feel he's gonna do some harm to me
Protectin' me, by any means necessary
In New Orleans, niggas killin' for less than a G
That's why it be,
and we maintain the peace
Lockin shit down, like masons with coke on the street
Passing down my sound, my hype lyrics from the over ground
To dope, they
think he's doing?
Funny thing is, I should be mad, but I'm not
Can't recognize game, so I'm moving on
He found a new love, so he can find a new spot
and a stillness hangs on her wall
Broken by the sound of the faint footfalls
As the last orderly moves slowly into the night
[Bridge]
And a song that she used
I'll find another way to see this heartache through
I'm blinded by the light of love I have for you
Won't you come with me?
I'll lead the way for you
I
[Neb Love-]
I used to be that way, but now I'm like this
You betta miss me with that shit or catch a mighty blow to lip
Cheeks
Beware I'm here,
The fuckers bendin' corners again
Turn up the sound - feelin'
Act from the killin' bitch to park it
As I flee from the scene jump into my ride
And go through
own noise
even though I love the sound
it come back hollow on hollow
when it come back around
back around
quick to anger and quick to speak
food"
Shh that ain't hard to do 'cause you know and I know niggas love to barbecue
Just give em pork and let em suck the bone dry
"Cholesterol
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