Lyrics:
of skirt, kit for a victim
A three-stage pleasure on a principle
As I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!)
A syllabus spoken by the 3rd on sss-swooin
Three pretenders forced their entry
There wasn't time to defend or attack
Somewhere inside I held their fury
But one by one my defenses began
intrigues
Do you understand?
Do you know what she means?
As time goes by
And when you've seen what she's seen
You will
Little 15
Little 15
Why does
three like this.
I hit that switch I lose my shit
I keep my eyes closed let my dreams in
I'll kill my demons just give me a reason
Waiting for your death
the distance
All the sleigh bells are ringing loud and clear
Little eyes are closed in their slumber
They are waiting for old Santa to appear
Oh
One, two, three, four
Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me?
Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone
He'd always choose the ladder
Eyes narrow closed
Looking for a reason
Landline wire
Try to stop the bleeding
Cold noose tourniquet
Wrapped around my neck
Chale de3 mo ay3 amame no asc mani paa
Ny3 Geng noa nka watei afa me so koraa
Herh na wo Jon boi wo p3 s3 wo kyer3 eye red ne nua baa no me ne no n3
(yeah, oh)
Designer our clothes (designer, designer)
My bitches all bad (bitches all bad)
They kicking nigga doors (woohoo!)
I do it by myself (woah,
Mardi Gras
Couple, couple baggies St. Laurent
Choose just to feed your appetite
I-I-I
Oh, you don't need the sun to see it rise (oh)
Ain't no need
to help you up
Are you the man you thought you'd be by the time that you turned thirty-three?
Are you still a bullet in your daddy's gun?
Don't forget
24/7, 365, motherfucker I'm still right on time
Oh you thought you had me all figured out?
Take it from the horses mouth, you'll never understand me
I was visited by the power and the glory
I was visited by a majestic hymn
Great bolts of lightning
Lighting up the sky
Electricity flowing
Man, I'm too much for these niggas, and three much for these hoes
The world is in my hands, and I keep my hands closed
I love my baby mamas, they get
Earth, stream, and tree encircled by sea
Waves sweep the sand from my island
My sunsets fade
Field and glade wait only for rain
Grain after
bad 'cos a nigga went live (went live)
Nigga, I'm feeling my, nigga, I'm feeling myself
Seek what you need to get by
Awake with one eye closed
In
Little red Corvette
You need a love that's gonna last
Guess I should've closed my eyes
When you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free
didn't do the crime
I will try, try
Baby, I will try
I will try, try
Baby, I will try
Like this, one, two, three, four
Oh, bound by ambition
Riding on a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
I closed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
Then I
intrigues
Do you understand?
Do you know what she means?
As time goes by
And when you've seen what she's seen
You will
Little 15
Little 15
Why does
grew
And perhaps a kid or two
Like my man
And then my eyes get wet
I most forget till he gets hot
And tells me not to talk such rot
Oh, my man I
meet 'cha, I got my shades on to cover up my eyes
I'm hoping that nobody sees me passing by
Through my disguise I still know you recognize
But you I
Riding on a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
I closed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
Then I
on your eyes
Should I apologize
If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes?
Oh, did I crack your shell?
When it falls away, you'll see we
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