Lyrics:
Riches and the ice, yeah, yeah (no, no, no)
Riches and the ice, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna wake up
I'd rather dream, that's the way that you stay up
I
anything from
The five-and-ten-cent store
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my own
permission
And deception is the only felony
So never fuck nobody without tellin' me
Sunglasses and Advil
Last night was mad real
Sun comin' up five AM
I
anything from
The five and ten cent store,
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
the greatest, you just the latest,
I'm loved by your grand mama, and your baby
[Chorus]
See my head is so big they call me jack in the box,
You can't
So I wake and bake and get to baking
I ain't taking no bullshit today
I called in sick today
I'm tryna get away
To a new dimension
Losing connection
I
Wake up call
Heat draining in
Body bleeds
But you don't feel a thing
Creaking room
By us some time
Leaving so soon
And come back feeling empty
I'm trying
I'm trying to wake up
Wake up
And I tell by you way too far
Looking back I had a casing sentimental suns and shade
Won't they ever
and never wake
No, we never wake
Judge not by what you see
More than you can count are here with me
Give up your foolish pride
All that walk the earth
By Bob Hartman
Based on 1 John 5:11
First He calls out
Into your darkness
He woos gently
And you have to choose
But the choice is easy
It's light
to, someone to fuck you (call me)
Satisfaction guaranteed, (just call me) I'll give you what you need
My plane touches down at eleven forty-five
your bag plus a couple dollars
When you wake up call a cab
I really want to wake her so
That I could say goodbye
But what would be the point 'cause
You
If you drove by my drive on a Saturday
You'd see us popping tops in the cedar shade
No matter when or where it's what we do
You could take us
standing by, I'll tell these niggas, "Let's go"
And then we fin' to ride, and he fin' to die
He fin' to die, throwing up his own blood
With a slug in his
if your still counting sheep
wake up and read em and weep
you got your thugs with their sticks and their clubs
yeah but we got a promise to keep
once
Wake up Monday morning lookin' at another 50 hour week
Hit the ground, black coffee, runnin' on 2 hours of sleep
Damned old truck won't start
shit, that see shit that makin niggas sick
How does it feel to see a G from your clique?
Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why?)
Last night's
think that she would
Just follow me everywhere I go
I just wrestle with you in my dreams and
Wake up making love to a pillow
And I fall asleep and
Dream
He's got a US flag on his front porch to remind everyone where he lives
And up in the attic there are papers that prove the old house is finally his
5. TRAIN TO MARS
Lyrics by Pablo Amann
Music by Pablo Amann and Emi Barés
Wake up call in your room
turn the light on
put on your best suit Mary
Wake up, good morning
How can I help you
Mister, missus perfection
Let me know what's in your head
You're the perfect reflection
Laying by my side in bed
it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know
call me early 'cause I'll be busy
Beside him waiting for him to wake
And his loving arms to reach up and take me
For one more trip to the Milky Way,
'Cause I need freedom, too
I break chains all by myself
Won't let my freedom rot in hell
Hey! I'ma keep running
'Cause a winner don't quit
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