Lyrics:
with oil
My cup runs over
Surely goodness & mercy shall follow me
All of the days of my life and I'll
Dwell in the house of The Lord, forever
Lord, I am
yes this time/ and the old that I knew/ out the window (By any means necessary) x2
My intentions are new (my intentions all new) yes this time…
My
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
Chorus:
(Mad brothers know his name) (Yeah, it's him again) Repeat 4x
Lord Finesse got something for your eardrums
Back on the scene, long time, no
used to write about dark ways and light tunnels
Now we're empty bottles from spouts of new castles
The canvas always stained from oils and dark pastels
ride, I'm the bike man of Hyde Park
Ten at night I start, because I like dark
I pedal hard in my pink Croc flip flops
But one dropped I think, in
city, this lifeless catacombs, our tombs they have become.
Buried alive at birth,
never to return.
To return.
Chained to the masses.
Trapped and trained
X Files
Verse 1
I’ve been in my house a few weeks cooped up smoking trees
Every second get a news brief
Stay home don’t leave
Conspiracy
distress
And it’s one big goddamned mess x2
Now that green that turns to red, it goes black and blue
Bruises all up and down your avenues, look,
So many
chociaż o krok zwolnił
Nie pozwól wpływać innym na własne wybory
By dążenie do bycia lepszym sprawiało radochę
Nie trać motywacji do pracy ten świat jest
up
Wata run like Kili peeper
Creep wid a gyal
Way down in Egypt
She worship me
From di first day she feel it
I stayed down there for 10 days
Di Nile
by the emptiness
Paralyzed by the emptiness
Every mile for ten thousand miles
Every year for a thousand years
Every night for a thousand more
I hear
Pushed in the game at a young age
Feel me touch me as I turn the page
A little past ten, roughly about
Eleven years old dropped in the good location
the core
Inducted up into the government's war
As if the land of money and oil funny how ain't none of it's yours
I can't sleep yo I'm paranoid, it's
and under the law
Young teen joins the marines, says he'll die for the core
Inducted up into the government's war as if the land of money and oil
Funny how
Sue, I'm a housewife...
Alright, tell him you're abducted by a strange group of aliens
No Sue he watches the X-files he knows the difference between real
irony, I'm tryna be down to Earth, India Arie
Without the oils and beads, but where I'm free
From the wars and haters tryna stop me
No, it's not me, I
your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby
(Miss you)
(Miss you, miss you)
Oh, Lord (miss you)
don't forget a day
Fall down on my knees wishing for your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby
(Miss you)
a vendetta
Get Saddam by any means and make man chedda
In 4 years you grow 600 million
The bush family
Oil tycoons
They're worth billions
You even pissed
There's whiskey in my coffee
Not even gonna lie
I'm still in bed at ten past five
Everyone I love
Is half a world away
Am I the only one
Alone
close my eyes[01:02.37]I return to that horrid night[01:05.20]Where I was taken advantage of[01:08.42]Abused by my flesh and blood[01:11.26]I was too
one last chance to surrender
Before you get pushed face first through the blender and
Sent back to Parliament piece by piece
In envelopes marked return
[ Professor X ]
Peace
Check me
The Eternal Son
Of the Universal Father
Travelling the Infinite Spirit
The quest: Paradise
But some things are
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