Lyrics:
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your
live channel number 2
My momma told me sideways
I would have to get outside find my place
My momma shares my migraines
Look too hard at me might get
the point
We dont die
Uh huh, we unreal
Just like a seven dollar bill
Voice my opinion regardless on how you feel
freak shit
It ain't about being rich
in the park
Yes that was me breaking glass and pretending to start
Something big
Some new taste
Did you wander
As my voice went from station
and by myself, I be jerkin..
.. on to the chorus
I want that purple Cadillac with the lime green ragtop, yeah
Lovely lady, girl you drive
voice like thunder
White hair bronze feet enemies understand me when I say he's outstanding
Light of the world come join the angels sing He's Holy wholly
want is time to think about some things
Her voice is like no other
Hear her speak it sounds like thunder
Crush my world and make me smothered
Love your
There isn't much to gain
By living all the same way
The years just slip away
But it's too late then to play
If you live from day to day
You
Arrival To Tha Gate? I Need To Know My Fate, Now My Life Ain't
Str8 But Look At Were I Live Its So So Crooked, I Didn't Shot That Man
But I Watc
he'd Him
the Apple and the world was stunned
the villain trained by the hero for the killing
now you twist $20 bills to see buildings
Under heavy surveillance
they
I live in the suburbs. I got a nitwit neighbor. You got a nitwit neighbor where you live? It doesn't matter where you live. Everybody's got a nitwit
about all of the things you don't think about
Think about all of the money that couldn't be saved by not eating or leaning out
Think about all
but what if i did, what will i leave when i no longer live
I'm still hearin' that voice, its louder in moments of weakness, got me sleepless
Then i look
Influenced by the demons around me
I know they listening
Man I was but a boy
Just trying to live my life in righteousness
I promise I had pure intentions
Still
Cause these niggas all in they Fendi bag
Hard for the internet
Never been into that
Bringing my winners back
Niggas who really rap
Niggas who live
Working seven day weekday
Pete sake can I take a me day
Tryna keep up with the cost to live
The less they give, you can't forgive
But ain't no other option
but I pay too many bills
I'm doing better by far these nigga
It's All GOD, I Ain't tryna put myself higher
It's all love, when I post they shit
They
treat my like a track and trace
Sacrifices written on my bills and I'm cool with it
And I'm used to it
And I got my own money coming in
I'm a solo kid
bills and taxes give me stress
But that don't make it right to place bullets in my chest
Cause now my momma gotta ask how to bury her son,
The same person
here from Venus
But she's already kissed me and put her claw on my penis
I brushed back her tinsel hair, she "booped" with affection
I can tell by her
live by the gun
You gone die by the gun
You living by both
It ain't what it seems
One day you win
The next day it's a bill
Art imitating my life
Or life
The unexpected virtue of ignorance people ignoring.
Therefore I stood up all night and pass the morning
Kids died by homicide mother's be mourning
Death will
Yeah, aye
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin on Cloud 9
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin
It was written by God, but it came from Quinn
I might be
adoring me (Woah)
This voice I use it vocally for all the folks ignoring me
The cons I chose to duck the hate on me is so disorderly
And a change is what
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