Lyrics:
like some narcos
Aiming at your fucking head
I deliver creeping death
They start to swarm like flies now
Because some shit just went down
Adding red
the sheets where I waste a day
I waste away
Feel it fade to grey
I don't care if I never see that dream
I'm too scared to fly, it aint all it seems
But whats
He beats the life
Into my troubled mind
And I see it all align
In my sheltered mind we are just fine
Until I fly too near the moon
Can I be, can I be
Lust in the sheets
In my ear hear you speak
Climax we peak
Tonight that's right
Oh my all night
Make you feel all right
Ignite my light at night
Catch
Left her high heels sittin' by the door
Little black dress slipped off on the floor
Wrinkled sheets on a king sized bed
Ceiling fan goin' round
With sheets and the funnel I'm feelin the best
It seem to relieve all my stress
I'm up at the plate when they askin who next
Give a fuck bout
Hold fast
Trim the main sheet
Hike out
Prepare a full reach
Downwind
Let the kite fly
Tied down, for their
Deadly lullaby
Who writes the siren
LINDA'S TRIPP
Hey honey, fly right over
You know I've always got the time
You said last night you killed a soldier
In the back seat blue
Oh my god
on your hair
Let's make these sheets tear
Lord I swear she didn't mean what she said
She's calling out your name but means me instead
Not very soundproof in
Down the stairs, just one more flight
Drag the bags out to the street
We're starting again, a new clean sheet
Let's find where we'll sleep tonight
Don't
It Seems so long
Since you've been gone
My sheets still smell of you
I'm holding on, I'm losing faith
Of moving on
It Seems so long
Since you've
on a three-year tour
The next tide will take us from shore
Windlaced, gather in sail and spray
On a search for the mighty sperm whale
Fly your willow branches
Wrap
song, sing along, raise your glass high
Country beats with rap sheets, rhythm that'll make you fly
Toes tappin’, heads noddin’, feel that southern pride
song, sing along, raise your glass high
Country beats with rap sheets, rhythm that'll make you fly
Toes tappin’, heads noddin’, feel that southern pride
Skateboard in the back seat
Suburbs we dont pack heat
Stop with all that acting
Before we start harassing
Lil bro got the wrap sheet
Fatal blow
Humayo ka na rito dito sakin tumabi
Wag na magalala wag ka na ring manabik
Heads on the cushions bodies under the sheets
Come rest with me, baby
Well, I caught you with him
On those damp satin sheets,
So I packed my things
And then I hit the streets
87 southbound
To San Antone
It's
eyes
Freckles
No escape tonight
Bought you flowers at 14
Took you out at 15
Fancy restaurants at 16
Fly out with me at 18
Italy
Let's get up and go
Nice
the body appreciates his services...
Following his footsteps there are traces...
His soul makes its sacrifice...
Leaking ink spills blood...
The sheets were
door
People's money piled on the floor
Accusations that you try to deny
Revelations and rumors begin to fly
American dream, American dream
Mmmmmm (sheets)
Mmmmmmm (receipts)
Mmmmmmm (D)
Yea (I ride da beat!)
Yea cause i'm cool like that (that)
Yea cause i'm fly like that (that)
I get the bag
limpin' this brother ain't simpin'
Not to mention I'm winner of Mack Daddy conventions
I get a lot of attention
Sleepin' in sheets that's made
you got
Let me slip my quarters inside your slot to hit the jackpot
Rev me up Rev me up
My little buttercup
We can tug sheets snuggle up and get
I tears the roof off the mothersucker
my brother, fly shit that makes Stevie Wonder
Heyyyy, who can it be now watch out
It's the E live in 3-D with
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