Lyrics:
Critical
Critical
It's Thursday
It's Thursday night
One-by-one, we climb
Until we reach the top
Two-By-two, we fall
Will we meet our end
Or meet our
flowing o'er her neck
a soft embrace, her face, her freckles crashing on the deck
never one to let a danger pass you by, now is your chance
never one
than i've ever been
No more stillness, more sunlight
Everything's gonna be alright
I know that there's gonna be a change
Better find your way out
All I want is nothing more
To hear you knocking at my door
'Cause if I could see your face once more
I could die as a happy man I'm sure
When you
open my eyes to the sound of morning news
And wish for ten more minutes left to sleep
And as I get into the shower the thoughts of facing one more
Im needing more of ya peace
YahWeh coming....tap in
On da go no traffic
I do not hear all the static
Like a rocket Im blasting
Mandalorian mashing
good on my own (Uh)
Lotta years went by with my hands tied up in your ropes (Your ropes)
Forever and ever, no more (No more)
[Pre-Chorus]
The midnight
wanna be saved (saved by my own grave)
Pray on (pray on my child)
Oh yeah (pray on my child)
I got a home on high (yes, I got a home on high)
I
feel something in my heart
So it won't be empty anymore
If I put on a skirt for you
Would you love me more?
I promise not to make you mad
I'll be
and keep selling well
But by then there'll be no more cars, no more coal, no electricity
Because those in power got this ultimate power,
one way power,
to go to school,
I was better at this,
Watch a nigga pull more strings than Lenny Kravitz.
So I can say I have it,
If not I wish I had it,
I do it with
to go
Shut myself down for one more slow
Got myself surrounded by a jack of no
Going down to Satan just to say hello
Second set incisions give me fucked
down our sorrows
Earth and fire yeah we're wired
Give us more plants
Give us more sex
We just living in the moment
I smoke one up
I smoke two blunts
I
and then I wrecked and then I copped another one
Smoked forty-one, this your last batch and I got more to come
Gettin' them bales up by the metric ton, hit
I swear we ain't on the same page
No more stressin' over the same things
I don't know where I'd be right
when i met you
When i wrote on the steps down by the river
Imagine, i've wasted more
I would kiss you but won't take more
Trapped, imploded, suspended
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
Do you think you could wash away your sins?
Did you believe I would let you disgrace me?
What fucking morals do you think I live by?
What more lies
lesson
And I really think you have to know the truth
Because I lied and I cheated and I lied a little more
But after I did it I don't know what I did it
Nigga we ready for war
Nigga we ready for war
Nigga we ready for more
We bring that shit to your door
Nigga we ready for war
Nigga we ready for war
looking lovely
I hope you're thinking of me
Cause all I want is time with you
And only nothing more!
So in love with you
So in love with you
So! So
please, a straight gonner.
Survival of the fittest with a gun or a knife.
Geah, cause its Compton 4 Life.
One more 'Drive-by Miss Daisy',
Its for the hood
won't you give us one more try
I could stare down any demon if you were by my side
If I ever find my way back into your soul
I'll have scaled the gates
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin
More
Soul surfin' in the greenroom
When the time is right, you're
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