Lyrics:
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter that's lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down
Drawing a line out of nothing
Leading into something
So beautiful
Putting words all together
Make ‘em echo into forever
Into something beautiful
cs
bring into the industry?
F'real
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new
They run, they
So you think that you have found a better life then you should live
And you are through giving it all away, wish there was something I could say
By
hold key
Souvenir of nothing
Brought home a souvenir of nothing
It fits into a pocket
A souvenir a souvenir of nowhere
Somewhere I've never
Leave it there just outta reach
Take me to that burning bush
Give me something that I can't crush
Lead me out into the hush
So far behind
So far
and screaming
And dragged back into a life
Like Ten pounds in a nine pound bag
Still I come back to give you something
That you never had.
Idiot rules
I
As the city falls asleep, days bleed into the night
The tables set the stage
For a life of memories
But I'm a world away from everything
I had something
just 'fore dawn."
"You got something to tell me, tell it to me, man
Come to the point as straight as you can"
"Old Henry Lee, chief of the clan
Came
feel something familiar
I'll fall like I did again, I again ohh, you call me like you pretend, like you pretend nothing Happened, you were always loved
a flash
Niggas'll think I'm Jim Carrey how I off that mask
I even went by the book at first
Until I realized 9 to 5 wouldn't quench my thirst
So I
on a frequency
I'm slipping through, I'm slipping through
I'm slipping into the airwaves
And this is nothing new, you are slipping through
My fingers
not bullshitters, we deliver
We go get it, don't be bitter 'cause we not just niggas
Jarobi my fiber wove into different cloth
Ain't nothing
Follow you around 'til it's time
Time to leave
Swimming into the idea of your scene
There all the while proving patiently
I earned to lie by you
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something
to instill
Some seek control
By grabbing hold of their lives
In a futile attempt
To help themselves survive
I dig myself
Into a much deeper hole
Every boy running and the little girl
At the money took up in their hand
Over the wall and down into the street
Give your money to the hollerin'
Trying hard to speak and
Fighting with my weak hand
Driven to distraction
It's all part of the plan
When something is broken
And you try to fix it
No religion I was getting saved by the glock nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
Servin' rollin' fiends was calling, we was dot com
were his eyes.
Nothing of him that doth fade.
But that suffers a sea change.
Into something rich and strange.
And I alone am left to tell
realistic
Nothing is figurative
I can wish it into existence
God want this nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread
I get high and forget who bled
Who we
Whenever I drift by the unknown
Feign like I notice a fundamental tone
The fine pedals open and close offended
More explanation and nothing shown
warning today
From his hospital bed Drip fed Fred vowed he was here to stay
I'll tell you something for nothing (he's claimed) never in all my days
Have
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