Lyrics:
at the door she would come to adore
A girl in the car he'd admired from afar
This feels like its been a long time coming
This feels like its always been
Today
died
Twice
9 1 1 1 9 8 9
Overdose on dope not be design
Sit by the door and hit recline
In the back of a hearse
Lived a life that was cursed
Returned
doom
Heat wave comes and the heat wave goes
Beat by cops in civilian clothes
And it hasn't rained since the start of June
You can feel the end is coming
These days I can feel the golden age decline
Friends come knocking on the door inside my mind
Remember how it all begins
A picture through a broken
or down
The music drowned out by the sound
Look at you
I’ve never seen more truth
Put your hand upon my shoulder
The heart is raced
That look upon your face
and bliss
Wash the clothes, scrub the floor
Tie the goat by the kitchen door
Keep those hands busy with the dishes
Whatever you do, no more kisses
Nobody
I cook
Cook
Rapping it flagrant
You shook
Depend my patience
Dont push
Got ammunition
I'm good
Lie by omission
I'm wishing you would
Uh
I move
You rattle around these walls
And always leave the door wide open
No one comes around
But you don't want to give up hoping
You used to be so bold
tired I can't get no sleep
Always keep something that's fresh on my feet
Don't like opinions don't share a belief
Ain't into the drama don't come around
please take me away from this
I will wait by the door 'till a quarter to four
Just a beep, and I'll flee like a prisoner of war
I will thank you and love
I was waiting by the devil’s door on the 84th floor
Just to see what was underneath me
Lights flashing, car’s crashing yea
It’s a no man’s land, I
there's no cure
I don't wanna find out where you been before
Just know when you're by I'll still hold the door
Don't get upset, just hold onto this
Last night I heard you banging on my door
Couldn't take it anymore had me asking what for
Beggin' please just let me in I wanna do it again
Well I
I'm your wrecking ball
Right now I could've used a little more
Of all the little things you come back for
Emmylou says my life's an open book
And you
The spirits passing by
Are growing bigger, stronger, not much longer
The ghosts come in the night
They're glaring, blaring, won't stop staring
for
Is that what the drugs are for
Hidden in the drawer by the mirror
In the corner of your door
Left me wondering what I'm here for
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh oh
By lookin' at these people wearin' masks, Jason
Make sure you don't trip over the past
It can't break you
And start lookin' into the future, that's so
and rusty in his rhythm and rhyming
Shit is sticky by design
Swine flu-esque flow
Yo Kodiak, code name
Fucking kid next door
Canon in hand
Alone
Roaming
will be more fun (fun)
If you at least ask me to play with our minds (minds)
And kiss next to the red door
You're touching my hair now
But not kids
What a shame, now all the neighbors know my name
(So you know she a freak)
Stop it Stoopit, this that new shit
Fire it up, don't get stuck, keep it
and say your name
Grab the safe
Check the sights are aimed
See my face
I ain't playing games
Get down, what's wrong, wait on the ground I hear cops
When
from club, na ma sɛ kɛtɛ, yeah
I'm gonna lay you flat
You already know, like a door mat
My pac man's an action figure
Ɔbaa menyɛ dormant
The format no be
Catherine we got an important message to share
We need to model the example so that others will follow
Now I can see cuz You've opened my eyes
There's a man, outside my a door
Says he lived here, once before
Long ago, when times were good
He used to live, right where I stood
Then
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