Lyrics:
Have an encounter and live to describe it
Most stories would start off by them saying, I Saw my body lying as my spirit ascended
The light surrounded me
the curtain
It's him and I, Aquemini
Twice upon a time there was a boy who died
And lived happily ever after but that's another chapter
Live from home
the curtain
It's him and I, Aquemini
Twice upon a time there was a boy who died
And lived happily ever after but that's another chapter
Live from home
next bitch
She a bad little bitch, thick as Texas
She a down bitch, why I fucks with her
Got a pretty little bitch going up with her
Live, it's Benz in
me,
We gotta get it even if we cheatin'!
Breathin' hard, my mind is blown,
Tryin' not to get evicted out my home.
But tryna' live when you know
heart with vertigo)
One wild night (hey, c'est la vie)
One wild night (welcome to the party)
One wild night (live is for the living so You gotta
live it
and scream out
What, what, what, what, what
Ameno Asid, feel me in the pit of your guts
And I live by the rules of not givin' a fuck
My team bout it, we come
Keeping me tied
Blurred lines divide us by
These past lives we live by
Scare yourself awake
Split your soul and let the pain fade
Dark circles devour your
for Stuttgart we began
Joxer packed his German phrasebook and jumpleads for the van.
Some of the lads had never been away from home before
'Twas
Welcome
to the voice response registration system
of True School University
representing universally
you have added
hip hop ethics
one two zero
for
Neverland?
Where is that?
It's a place full of adventure
and mystery.
People there don't grow up
no matter how long they live!
So only children live there.
jumps on my tip
The drink that I sip implies this it it
She looked to be about 26 I ain't dizzy
It's time to get busy!!
Welcome female is in my
number
Successful hills are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the Soft Parade
All our lives we
number
Successful hills are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the Soft Parade
All our lives we
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
chapter
Live from home of the brave with dirty dollars
Beauty parlors and baby bottles and bowlin' ball Impalas
And street scholars majorin' in culinary
Is all I want
They say that it's impossible
To ever save a sinner's soul
But my God says to the prodigal
My beloved one, you're welcome home
smoking cigarettes
No worries, no stress
Live life in the moment
No moaning and groaning
Mom said be home by ten
Didn't make it back 'til the morning
died from that pipe
Youngin' in Adidas he want rank so by the night he gon' need stripes
Live by the gun, youngin', keep a heater ain't have it once,
of this and that
They look and they laugh
We live side by side
In this cosmic high rise
We're all trying to survive
In the blissful cold
This is all that
Fear is everywhere here
Under the patio
Under the hard-earned bought and paid-for home
Cushions, scented candles and the lawn
Mowing to the beat
number
Successful hills are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the Soft Parade
All our lives we
nation, Roc nation, rep the nations
I'm animation
Welcome to the white man's world is hard to explain
First they came for the gold, they started taking
sticks
That sit at home and refuse to start shit
Humpety dumpty type lugs and slugs
Get mugged for funds by men on the run
And one to one, gun for gun
I
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