Lyrics:
cup is full, may it bе again
Let it be known therе is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men
There is a road, no simple highway
Between
Hey, hey, hey
Saw you at the fountain after three
Seems like diamonds in disguise, the skies
Moonlight melody, moonlight memory
Hey, hey, hey
Life is
is deserted, there's dust on the shelf
Mr Zero sits lonely and talks to himself
It's too late to change, the fine line has been crossed
The charades
Since I'm white think I need
To work for Merrill Lynch clap slow
Sittin' in an '87 Astro
Eight pounds of weed gonna
Make a little cashflow
Supposed
I am a seeker
A poor sinful creature
There is no weaker than I am
I am a seeker
You are a teacher
You are a reacher
So reach down
Won't You
when the fact is y’all fronting
I’m talking corporate industries filled with racist entities
Walking a wicked line in sync with Willie Lynch symmetry
My
that yeah
You see, on my side on gangland, you know?
(My nigga Osama 3 Laden)
My side, we play hangman, man
Tie a nigga up, lynch his bitch ass
(DJ
For the days of the old west now long gone
Yet through me their legends linger on
John Heath met his fate in a lynch mob's sway
Tom Waters by his own
of God is felt in every fountain drop
I was not myself last night, in the morning light I can see the changes showing
(Keep it moving now, keep it
bedroom dancing
And it's all flailing limbs at the front line
Every single one of us is twisted by design
And dispatches from the back of my mind
Says
bedroom dancing
And it's all flailing limbs at the front line
Every single one of us is twisted by design
And dispatches from the back of my mind
Says
the moon
I'll sing to you 'Claire de Lune'
The morning always comes too soon
But tonight the war is over
He speaks to me in schoolboy French
the gutters of fountain & vine
Feel like running away
Tired of seeing them falling aside
There's no running away
I want to tear it all down
Build it
We need fountain pens, we need whale harpoons
To overthrow the oil tycoons.
'Cause there's no fish in the water, no birds in the sky,
No life in
all night though
Fireworks by the fountain, smoke coming from the maze
Take some nice pictures and pretend that we're okay
4am in the car park, drunk
You want to weave your flights of fancy into something tangible
Perception of your life is often overblown and fanciful
You sup with schmucks in
'bout the money if there's anyone behind me
If I flow so calmly, do I nervously spit wrongly?
Do I have bars?
Do I have consistency?
'Cause recently
niggas put claws in my back
Y'all niggas been boosting by preying on the weak
But y'all didn't cover y'all tracks
Get cut bitch I roll with an editor
Apex
food stamps, and WIC
If this ain't the curses
Tell me what is this
See my people defiled
Got pride, so we in denial
And Willie Lynch did a wonder on us
can pinch me
I'm fire proof
The kkk cannot lynch me
I'm Iron Man, I'm Downey
Never soft
The furthest thing from downy
Can't be suffocated by your
don't die broke because it's a sin
You fuck with me you either winning or you win
You talking money hold on I'll be there in ten
You say you gangster but
I fixed
But understand I'm passionate
And with you by my side
You like my Whitley I'm Dwayne
The world is so much different with you in it
And I'm
Dear Kyle
You a pawn in a narrative
They needed you
I've heard all the comparisons
Like you're Dylan Roof
Now The hate is deep
Growing every day
Cuz
There is a mountain of snow, up past the big glen
We have a castle enclosed, there is a fountain
Out of the fountain flows gold, into a huge hand
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