Lyrics:
Weren't you a tonic to the nation?
When I saw you last, weren't you framed
By somebody else's latest croatian?
You really know how to pollute a guy
a sailor" she said
"'Til you came too close to the shore
And like any shipwrecked sailor now
You live by an open door
And when evening sails in the masts
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
love and hate, both sides are conjoined
Physical forms have to deal with both sides of the coin)
Why do we die? (So you can live!)
Why do we strive?
So many presents, so little time
Santa won't be coming
By my house this year
'Cause I tried to drown my sister
And I pierced my ear
Oh mama made it
There's a naughty little girl
Who lives down the street
She likes to make love
But only skin deep
She's a sweet little thing
Who likes to break
done nothing wrong"
He grabbed me by the arm and He went upside my head
Nobody saw nothing
But I got a little spot where my hair ain't grown back yet
[Repeat]
[Verse 3:]
Buddah Hava who lives the ways by nature
Escape on a galactic space caper
To the nexus, transportation a glass Lexus
Forever present is
I saw you standing with another guy
You broke my heart on the roadside by
We both were doing just so fine
But our love did not make it 'til half past
and then there was Amy
now how can you blame me
she wanted it so bad she offered to pay me
and Vicki gettin Weazy
both a bit sleezy
cause all college girls
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
We sat outside contemplating our lives
We were up all night, scrolling through our phones till we felt alright
Little did we know how we both felt
You could be a good girl
You could be a great guy
Same rules apply do or die
You can love her one day
Hate him on the next day
No one really
first cigarette
Picks up the phone and calls her kids from the motel kitchenette
There's two guys moving slowly in the room across the hall
Both their
that was me i’m
The most chill cool parent there
Is who has time to argue? About what?
It’s about our little guy you
Haven’t had to deal with what I’ve
right
Come join me on this night
I'll feed your soul
And we can take it slow
They ain't gotta know
I only hope, you feel
The same way tho
Let's both go
sad
Now you wanna couch surf and you keep a little rag
Nigga livin' out his backpack, need to get a bag
Got a gray double R and it need both lanes
still win by a landside
Oh, you think so, bitch? Yeah, I know so
Okay, your hands and feet, I let 'em both go
Yeah, fuck now, punk? Give me that gun,
me, shit was hard
Went to god once in a while when it got a little too hectic
He was the only one I knew that I respected (why?)
Didn't know why,
Look, homicide is illegal, death is a penalty
Never let go when you've got ahold of your enemy
Eagle claw cobra clutch by any means necessary
I'll
as fast as he can go, jump up on his little swing,
put both hands
over his eyes & didn't look for 3 hours & 45 minutes. But that's not the end
Look, homicide is illegal, death is a penalty
Never let go when you've got ahold of your enemy
Eagle claw cobra clutch by any means necessary
I'll
Some people live their lives by a little red book
The points for right lying out and guides them good
They never really mimic every word by eye
'Cuz
Some people live their lives by a little red book
The points for right lying out and guides them good
They never really mimic every word by eye
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