Lyrics:
the lost crews that make they news yearly
Jump on it, most of my days spent high
My niggas in the cage get by
Writin letters collect calls and VI's
GED's,
like Atlantic Starr
New Birth, Wildflower was that jamming shit by far
And Eddie Kendricks' voice will have you singing in your car
I know, I know, I
I'm Dave Robert Jones
More commonly known by my stage name David Bowie
And I'm one of the most
Influential artists of the 20th century
Alright well you
up again
Brush off the dust grab my pad and pen
By any means ima kill this shit
By any means I just can't quit
Looking in mirror man I know shits
get well
Hang around an ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write Braille
Get jailed,
lay in confusion
A tree is known by the fruit it bears
And every day we plant ourselves
In one of two families
In one of these two family trees
But no
We'll trade our trademarks
But leave them unused
That's not a birthmark
I am just bruised
I drank a cup of ink
I swallowed book binding
Your
whether we choose rise or fall
We could never turn back
Live by your faith
We say Judah rule the heart well
When you speak Rastafari
Hard work haffi start
guess and how are you
Yesterday in a restaurant
A fork stuck in my plans
David Burns has asked me for my hand
But I couldn't say yes
I haven't said yes
I’m David
If you want the bread, you gotta have patience
Dream of the green, Visions of the matrix
Franklins in my future said the oracle
I'm
dreams, conceive of what I heard,
I filled the well with ink
And began writing every word, in the night
I've seen the mountains crumbling, the masses
some meat and treat your loins
To that by which they're bound
In a land of hope and glory
Do we really rule the waves?
The truth is a different story
GLASS
By: Ken David
Do you wanna see shattered glass in the media?
Don't move too slow or too fast, we can hardly see ya
Well, we'll make an example
think we'll notice by the last time we come here
Won't you
Hold me, like the mountains
Hold snow through late July, won't you
Pull me like the tide
love you sweet
until we'd die
I'll hold you dear
Your heart is mine
We'll live in a house by the beach
On summer days watch the rocks on their feet
night ER nurse
And he was DOA, she just about lost her mind
David's wife drops by every once in a while
And childhood stories always make her smile
crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
The post is taking a little bit longer
Since I lost the stamp to keep my messages safe
Though it gets to you, the ink's been smothered in water
As I
iT’s all abouT
well iT’s noT so mysterious
you jusT gotta leT Hashem into your hearT
lisTen to The sound of The deserT
hear The wind in your ears
you
the pen but the end has been written down
Still the ink will not dry, undermined by a hope that I'm wrong
Open up, open up
I see your roses grew
I've really paid attention to you studied all your stories well
Judging by what you've been through I'd say you're still in hell
So take my hand
on my rhymes
See this face in ink, I'm havin' visions of wisdom
Dreamin' 'bout my own ending
Am I seein' death as freedom and livin' as prison
My
the pen but the end has been written down
Still the ink will not dry, undermined by a hope that I'm wrong
Open up, open up
I see your roses grew
for owls in the Aspens
Why do rappers rap in past tense? It's veteran
They think De La Soul and David Letterman
That wasn't fact checked but I go off
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