Lyrics:
there's nothing left to look for.
Shell out all your sanity to the masses
That they provide you for you to work through now.
You have nothing
by living in the mode
Work first then find the time
To drink it away
To try and hide depressions of my days
Now I'm fine
But the durt in my ale is
reach the end
Soon we'll overthrow the sky and use it for ourselves and all we comprehend
3.1415926 a work of fiction
Ever think the circle is a trick?
or hesitation
I'ma do my evil dirt and I'ma put in on my work
All the way to the death from the mothaf**kin birth
I'ma snatch your f**kin life and I'ma show you
in me the work
You have begun
go
But like Mona Lisa and Leonardo
The lines of love are hard to know
When love is a work of art
Could this be a tear I see in Mona Lisa's Eyes?
the one I can adore?
It never works
And I'm just left here wanting more
Could it be this hunger's there
To drive me to the one
Who's worthy of all
so I creep from the back and I put down the Mack
Do I know how to work it
You ain't heard
That's a fact
Got the city on lock yo believe it or not
injection and maybe I can stay on your side
If the shot works
I don't want to miss your face
The warmth of summer
Springtime's grace
Realities
dance with me
Can you handle, handle me
You gotta do much better if you gone dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly if you gone dance with
Distorted views on what beauty may be
Mind goes to work on these impurities
Over and over my faint heart has failed
I cross to the dark side and search for
A lack of interest has shown itself, let's go. less and less adds up to very little, so it's back to work I know. all your favorite places that
taught to work hard chase success
Do our best and money will bring all our happiness
Well we come at you because we got a different point of view
We're
grace became wounded
as every wound starts to bleed
unsacred liquid of infernal works
thru fire and pain my shadow evoked
abyssal dimensions aligned
problems with indo and hash
Bought my daughter a Nintendo now she calling it Dad
My landlord's a jerk, the water don't work
My little sister twelve and she
have known when
Reaching the last row
Where does the time go?
Look at the time
Really should run
A whole day of work yet to be done
Nothing I say
Penelope works in the market
Down in the coconut trees
She's saving up all her money
To go to America across the sea
She once had an uncle
He lived
to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
You know I work all day to get you money to buy you things
And it's worth it just
seems in such array
Struggle just to suffer another day
Nothing to juggle but work and play
As many would say we lost the way
Or maybe being caught in
on the outside
Trying so hard to make it work out, but I can live without
All of these silly games that I know nothing about
This is getting way out of hand
spitting game but the game spit you out
So you ain't innovating you're regurgitating
Poisonous thoughts, doing dirty work for Satan
I leave you so
work, no rent, living in a basement
We like to say we know the world
Oh yeah, my friend, I'd walk you to the end
That's as far as this bus will go
I got a heart it don't work so good
It just don't feel the way I think that it should
It pumps and pounds and gets on down
Everytime that you come
I want to be captain kirk
Get up every day and love to go to work
Don't want to be like mr. spock
Want to kick out the jams and rock the block
I
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