Lyrics:
can have mine
To keep and I'll
Be your guardian right from the start
And you showed me what I couldn't find
Just by looking into your big brown eyes
I'm always drawn to the darkness
Things that wreck my mind
I'm always drawn to a sweetness
That don't satisfy
Is it any wonder that I
That I cry
engulf the world
And I don't know
Who I think I am
Driven by arrogance
I construct the world I'm in
Complex and stupid and reckless is me
I can't control
I got a tool topper with a blue shocker and a big plaid knee
It's a small fucker but it eats rudders and I hate to clean
If you shower for me, you
the oppressed
The expelled
Those dealt a bad hand
Those damned
You might not understand
Don't be mad
Your life is planned by a program You're trapped
AI controls
Ain’t nobody that I know
That could do it like we do it
These is big big shoes
This is big big movement
Rollin up a ounce
Just to spend the day
wanted control so we waited
I put on a show now we're naked
You say I'm a kid my ego is big
I don't give a shit and it goes like this
Take me by
My life getting realer and realer
Don’t push me don’t make me a killer
It’s me and im dripped in margielaa
It’s me in this big body wheeler
She
Dad built a spaceship ten storeys high
It sits on the lawn pointing up to the sky
But got a bit rusty when the rain came by
My oh my! Will it get
Yes people
Yall hearing criss ting
From Megathru Soundsystem
An dis one ah illegaly hijacked
By Aset Negara Sistem Suara
Big tings pon yuh stereo
I'd like to begin with a fact
The world is a sort of human zoo inhabited by cavemen, the lustiest of animals
Consider another fact
Abnormal sex, I've
the big old highway?
A7
Rolling down the highway in my Jimmy hauling freight
A7 D
from Chicago to St.
competition, respirator style
Climb the ladder to success, escalator style
Hold y'all breath, I told y'all, death controls y'all
Big don't fold y'all, (big
complex inferiority
CHORUS
Oh in the days of old
When things were in control
The greatest empire
That was made of gold
Inventors of science
Hearts of lion
LeoNell Teape, God is in control
And Him no man can't box up or drape
Nicholas, we could never be in control
That's just ridiculous
Mek me tell you
Now I'm a weed fiend jettin' to Palmetto
In Medina, yo, no doubt, the God got crazy clout
Pushin' the big joint from down South (uh, uh)
So if you're
[Slim Thug]
Guess who's back again, here to wreck the track again
I split flames, and leave haters blacker than a African
Guess who's back again,
Carrie and Big type love
There once was a wild child with stars in her eyes
She got strung out on this man by surprise
He was so by the book
She was so
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
when you see me?
And we can get it on, biatch, take it easy
Don't try to hold me, control me
But you can take my number, baby
Call me when you're lonely
Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat
And the sack of weed straight out of control
Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters
And tha po-po
Lost course
On the summer sun.
By his pride,
I was fearless too long inside to hide.
So goodbye, so goodbye.
All life turns to words.
But
competition, respirator style
Climb the ladder to success, escalator style
Hold y'all breath, I told y'all, death controls y'all
Big don't fold y'all, (big don't
.jpg/200px-Poster_for_The_Nervous_Wreck_(1926).jpg "The Nervous Wreck")
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