Lyrics:
probably judge me by my cover so they'll never hear the ending
They thought I redecorated my kitchen the way the tables turned
Like labor was being forced
gaping lashes on my back at the age of seven
Asking did I ever lesson
The only thing I learned is that my pops likes to give me scars
Just so I can vent
can explore the 7 seas yeah
Pockets obese
Shopping bags filled with Louis V
1st place babe you'll never lose
My heart aches everytime you're feelin blue
out am a north east charva
2.5 that's a td5
Big 7 seater diesel mapped by Inside
Lift kit bull bar and a set of tyres
ripping the rammer till it sets
know be the ones who ask why
That His imperial majesty really get crucify
Allow'll real get the colour blue in ah the sky
Why after you feed the youth
your hair
Like a sigh, like a sigh
With intermittent rain and shine
The sky re-started six or seven times
It's blue because it sees
All our
drive
Towards the Bermuda Triangle with my high
Enter the rocket, foul, friend of the cris-tal
In the Blue Oyster, shooting Zorro to get paid
Fade into
the hour...
Three hundred and sixty-three feet of gleaming flight equipment
Being pushed up
Through the blue skies above...
Hello, Neil and Buz -
I copy
by the name of Sonic
Wait I'm triggered, can you change the topic?
Go down the drain
He got your head bopping, ain't he insane?
This nigga blue chased
the day's gone by
Songs are just something to waste your time
So is everything else to do whatever makes you feel fine
God's just a story someone made up
member get left behind, yeah, I'm bringin' them by the winnin'
And to all the ones in the sky, keep standin' outside, wait 'til I finish
The reason I
dreams in a photo
07 14 that's my timeframe
Seven years under your watch
Then my time came
Like a clock on my wrist ticking bigger times
Visions of life
keep feeling my heart beating louder as the seconds pass
As I look up at the sky that has cleared from the rain
It was just like what we saw that day
peeled like a prune
Head in the sky but my glocky in tune
I got your bitch in the back
I'm calling out slatt
Block gonna come a react
Now I'm selling
Seven seals and a walrus are finding some common ground
Over armored shark tanks and bengals on the prowl
Angels all around while ancestors are watching
on my face
And keep looking up
to the blue sky
9 to the 8, I feel so great
7 to the 6, need my hair fix
5 to the 4,
what you waiting for?
3, 2 and 1!
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
We gon' send that boy up, he scared of heights
Back on the block, we rollin' dice
Girl, if you tryna fuck,
to the seasons?
For the ravens and the crows already soak up the skies...
I'm digging for some words beneath the stones in Zimbabwe
I'm searching for a drum song
and administrators
Woulda' hit it, but yo, I'm not a good cooperator
That's why the, that's why the people want to get me for pollutin the sky
Factory full a bud
beheld its innocent smile
She said 3If you want to have fun,
It will take you to heaven for awhile
An inch from the blue skies ceiling
I was touched
Blue morning Blue morning
Wrapped in strands of fist and bone
Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own
Your can look outside your
shoes
By the bonfire a cowboy sings the blues
Ghosts of the prairies rides again
No beginnings and no ends
All of this time you and I
searched for
or the sky I'm sitting up under a light
I'm listening wondering why I insist my rutter is dry
I'm dripping and gutters are wide but my prison's flutter in eyes
to take your bag
I spazz
On the road and I might crash
Pull up to Neimans I might have to pop a tag
Yea I brag cause I did it by myself bitch
Ima be
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