Lyrics:
And we become seeds on wind
In another's ring, years gone by
We played penelope
The ink of our lover's night
Stringing starlight into legends
Teased
Tiny leaves begin to grow
Time to say goodbye
Seed to sprout
Day by day
Watch it grow
In every way
Roots go deep they drink the rain
Leaves stretch out
the present
Found hope within a seed
One thing that's for certain
One chord that rings true
It's a mighty world we live in
But the truth is we're only
What more is this beyond evil cause?
I have no time alone
Believing and leave by any couple of doors
By the roadside
By the signpost
Is a phone
Farmer Jones ran short on seeds so he borrowed from his neigbor Sam
The fall brought Jones a flourishin' crop while his neighbor's all burned brown
It was a rainy night when he came into sight
Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat
So I pulled up along side and I offered him a ride
He
Spiked by noise
I hold my son
I plan our toys
Time expansive more, take more
I must outlive the dinosaur
Rising rivers
Drown new shoots
Words
Here is the store house of Her Majesty
Well guarded by sentry
But looks are free
Call this the rayless and benighted age
Witches by tallow
The figure stands expressionless
Impassive and alone
Unmoved by this victory
And the seeds of death he's sown
Sworn to avenge
Condemn to hell
Tempt not
Laughter sipped away tears of stone
Introducing spies to shadows
By the bottom of the glass gaiety stopped
The deaf were told lies by the dumb
Two
Crumbling world falls through my hand
In my mouth taste bitter sand
Grass is burning, pulse is slow
Drip by drip, I backwards grow
Crawl
Fade,
blossoms, by fields of young corn,
Where once she was pledged to her true-love.
The fields they stand empty, the hedges grow (go) free--
No young men
the seed of lividity
Surrounded by the fear of scars and open plagues
Black Death everyday near, the punishment of god
You were powerless, a child beholder
niggaz coming up short on the floor.
iceberg
I am legend nigga i am everything you need
my empire og status i planted the seeds
wit the sounds
niggaz coming up short on the floor.
iceberg
I am legend nigga i am everything you need
my empire og status i planted the seeds
wit the sounds
blossoms, by fields of young corn,
Where once she was pledged to her true-love.
The fields they stand empty, the hedges grow (go) free--
No young men
coming up
My friend, I know by now
Something's coming up
The wind is full of hands to help
Seeds of gold
Seeds of gold
The figure stands expressionless
Impassive and alone
Unmoved by this victory
And the seeds of death he's sown
Sworn to avenge
Condemn to hell
Tempt not
only been choked, seven zones
I'm grown, and well known to be surviving in hell
Hangin round long enough to get through the clouds
It's something by (?)
high fellas stand by, here's the plan, see
Sit back collectin' TECs and checks and
Flowin' slow in a Montero flexin'
Beats break heavily, word to INS,
that's what I'm talkin' about.
Now that's what I'm talkin' about
Plow that field, plant that seed
Rock on brother, let your roots run deep
Show 'em
Drifting by the heavens unscarred.
Yet unhealed before a bleeding cross.
Thrown into the ash.
Crumbling.
I've been crossed.
Like the lies
by the way I
By the amount of piss and seed I could exude
Over the columns that nestled the P.A.
Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping
MUSIC WRITTEN PRODUCED cND ENGENEERED BY: CONDc
LYRICS BY: LEO, cSM, NO BRcINS, cFER, DIRKc, KOS, BIG GUY, SEEDS, FLcTTER, CcT
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