Lyrics:
rush failures
Because there is no glory in defeat
Water won't ever be hotter by itself
Trouble your mind it won't tire itself
Your mind needs change
Not
Six o'clock the day start
All praise to the day star
He already knows what's gonna go down
Even before my day start
Sun up to sun down, He could give
from all these piranha's, that feed on my flesh but never on my soul
Day by day living, yo I'm tryna get it
Cuz There aint no limits to this (yea)
Takin
third grade and very fucking afraid
On the day I was "radicalized"
It was 9/11, I was nine
And it was the first time my dad's mortality was in front
system don't give a fuck about you
Everybody gonna die, gonna go one day, maybe it'll happen on a Monday
Drop into work and get hit by a Hyundai, fuck
cabbage, heavy baggage
[Aceyalone]
Well I would like to start by saying
life has to be sparked each day
and night, got to be smart don't play
your time, you
alive
To love and be with you
Day by day by day by day
Time, time again, it is said
We will hear, we will see
See it all in his wisdom hear
His
know) know why I'm alive
To love and be with you
Day by day by day by day
(hey, hey)
Say-aye yaya oh
(yayah yaya oh)
'be the sound of higher love'
Lately its been about the
Etheric body
The astral body
And the human body
My third eye is open I rotate it three times
Im by the pool white t on
She
Can't ignore the boy I'm already by the gate
All hell breaks loose when I'm burning up the stage
I'ma give it to them
Third war (Third war) , third
All praises due to the most high
And everything perceived by my third eye
Welcome
Uh huh
And Mr. X to the Z
Listen
All praises due to the most high
But no one's going to hear you
You don't own the rotton pipes
By the stroke of eight
O'clock tomorrow morning
We'll all be living in a new third world
Warning, warning, warning, huh
Big big warning
Can't kill righteous seeds, One day you'll have to reap
Listen
I say the stone that the builder
Goin hard in this bitch like its her birthday
Outside back open and its early
Like lil uzi say its just the third day
Yall partyin im workin on my
on when you was running one AM
By the way
A third party, who was incidentally not Alex
Seen a bear put a thousand chickens in a pot with carrots
I
is risen, alleluia,
on the third day, Sunday morning!
Christ is risen, alleluia,
on the third day, Sunday morning!
A los discípulos, de tarde,
She told me spread her knees aye
Take it easy
You look busy on the gram these days
And you busy in the streets free play
Streets getting cold I can
This all started in the summer
Sometime in the summer
Summer
Right after we texted
Right after we texted
Texted
The first day I got her number
She
Lord Can I say
Lord third day you raised
Lord you just forgave
We praise we praise yeah yeah
We praise we praise
Ya see being a christian is about
I smell like the pack, we turn him to one up in broad day
My white boy be saying I'm gnarly, cause he know I'm all on the wave like a bald fade
Yeah,
the physician
Then came the orders to build a stage
They hired musicians like us to play
Supposed to keep 'um on their toes all day
To drive that, that plague
It's a kiss from Katie on the swing set
When I was in third grade
Teacher making me sit from recess
When I would mis-behave
It's a long haul
that pound game on her, beat it up she deep in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my fuckin'
But the chains and diamond rings
Diamond rings, I lost my brains
Me and Ye Ye, out in broad day
I'm on the Third coast
Eatin' perlo with Merlot
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