Lyrics:
your part play part
Got no plan B, got no plan b
Recorded "Can We" to show you what we can be uh
Your loves uncanny
We Drew the line like Nancy
My life
´ll overload their heads
Rats are following
Follow the melody
It must be quiet and simple or you´ll overload their heads
Like a storm from the sky is falling
We
You're the cresendo to that melody, that melody I love
La da da da da da da da da da
Better days and get aways
'Cause every day is a holiday with
You're the cresendo to that melody, that melody I love
La da da da da da da da da da
Better days and get aways
'Cause every day is a holiday with
Melodies refuel my soul
Inweave, stitch back to whole
Bereaved, but still hopeful
With you I'm free
The music box is open wide
I kept the music locked
wasn't vintage and the crawlers hate us, you automated, we brought the flavors, niggas you ought to hate us.
El-P
This nerd rap is a bird trap, my
wild
That class your flunking now
I am steady praying all the time
For what is mine
Girls you so fine
She set me free
She lives inside these melodies
There's nothing like the sound of that smooth melody
It's where I find my peace and set my mind free
With each note I play, I feel alive
My flute is my
(wilkin/burch/wilson)
Your love is like a ramblin' rose
The more I feed it the more it grows
Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose yeah
Ramblin' rose you
Atama no naka urusai hodo
Stop the sound of music
Music
Is organised (*)
By sound
This
Is the sound
Of music
Anata no koto kangaeru to
Suteki na melody
Yea
Yea yea
Hey, vibe
A selfish lover
Do not give but yet you take
But let another suffer
By decisions that you make
(That you make)
Wish feelings
The truth is both healing and deadly
Truth can reveal
Truth can kill
What truth to you is real
Let me know
Many lames tried to box me in
Got em stuck
New York, they'll send you out to the plains
I know what your problem is you got woman trouble, son
Well like I said there ain't no easy run"
"I drove
to be afraid.
If you wear the cross your wife once gave you
You will find that it is blessed
Should you find that you are growing weary
You may lean on me
Patiently awaiting any word from my command
Telekinetic dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
You better believe me, brother, X-ray vision
Telekinetic prophetic
Maybe if I was
Brian Wilson
I would write you a song
And you could critique
My melody
Maybe you could
Pretend to listen
Open up your ears and
Hear
(This sh*t is destiny chasing right here)
I'm supposed to be doing this sh*t
You can't combinate these type of words and not be not supposed to be
Killa
This that harlem music right here
This that Diddy bop, get ready for the winner music
That's what it is
Killa, Dip set
Uh, uh
You know
me
Yeah yeah yeah
Take you back to growing up in Pasadena California
Still could smell that KFC cuz that was right around the corner
From Mrs. Henry
We tried to fly
Is it so high
We don't think so
We don't think so
Are we looked at
Are we set back?
Can we fake him
Emulate him?
Time is
And i ain't got no wilson
I'm in a whole new area
And yes i'm all by myself
Man there is nothing
You could do for me although
I need help
There ain't no
the guts out but to become a serial killer without a doubt all you need is about
Chorus
3rd Verse
The third was a rabbi walking by I hit him with a blade
to my knees, Nancy Kerrigan
This ain't a good time
But when is it ever
I know the perfect time
And baby that's never
So don't you dare leave me now
Throw
to the max with needful things
Like coochie and butt, watch you jiggle and such
As she walks by with that run way strut
I'm mesmerized
On how much ass,
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