Lyrics:
by sand and time we play
What began as an epic
Ended a parched pathetic
Arid and vapid like our attachments
I was in love with you
You're all I ever
to run my hands around it
Put my fingers in its mouth
Can I run my hands around it?
Put my fingers in your mouth?
We are telling a story
Believable
stomp through this mothafucka like elephants
Swing though this bitch like apes and fly by you bitches like pelicans
Playa haters are of no relevance
nigga, who you tellin?
Doug Lou Ellen that a fool sellin
Thirty-six ounces what that amounts is
A whole chicken finger licken is the rumor
Catch a tumor
and black
Blistering flaking tissue
Insalvageable by skin graft
Fused into a mess
Dribbling cartilage and fumes
Your body shrivelling
Your fingers
Nigga pass the weed to a nigga baby.
Chorus
This world got me heartless
That's why I hit the weed
leave my middle finger up, I give
fingers and three eyes
He spoke a bleeky type of dialect ("Bleek, bleek bleek bleek bleek bleek")
but understood my form of intellect
I said, "I'm
shined down
On those revivals from my day
I had dreams of your insurrection
Taken down by Monterey
I don't care for the season
I don't find it that fun
you want to kiss me?"
This goes on halfway across the cobbled bridge
Driver pulls ahead, gets out by the construction fence
Ambles towards him
Investing in stocks and bonds still
Moving with Glocks and drums
We buying Zas by the tons Mob
Ties bitch I'm a Don
When I'm in your city show me
Love twist
Ring pon finger mek it official
Fuck pon di surficial
Love when u suck e john weh bigger dan buckingham palace
Wine pon me buddy while me load up me
the thesis
Now I need more fingers to pick up the pieces
Fightin' to follow the line in the writing
Fall was exciting
My winter coat has removable linings
Thank the universe for blessing, new day, a new dollar
Middle finger to my niggas and my bitches two times
Representing for my niggas in the hood it's
Thank the universe for blessing, new day, a new dollar
Middle finger to my niggas and my bitches two times
Representing for my niggas in the hood it's
And we'll have fun, fun, fun
When you go
Deviation
Step on your fingers
Deviation
Step on your toes
Deviation
Step on your fingers
Deviation
Well I'm happy to report,
My long standing last resort,
Ended by just stopping short,
Of me burning like a torch.
Step off, stand back.
Cause
I am be dangerous now
Not me hurt
When stairs fell down
Be pushed by you
Me hit head
Me nose broke
Soon you be dead
Soon you be dead
So
I built these walls with blinders on my eyes
Brick by brick and now I realize
That I'm shut out I'm shut in
And every time I try to reach out I
when
The day ahead was an open book
For every page I read, a second look
What I knew then somehow
Can't put my finger on it now
But I seem
This dawn of the mad
My finger on the button
With what¹s so foreign in my sights
Anger rise !
We wage a war ... our nature to preserve
By any means...
the wind and the rain
And her bones were washed by the rolling tide
Oh, the dreadful wind and rain
And along the road came a fiddler fair
Oh, the wind
had a squab with a bitch with a big-ass nose
I started to knock the bitch out, but before I could
I'm stopped short by a redneck peckerwood
But he
Followed you down to the end of the world
To wait outside your window
In the heat of the rain I will call your name
But you just passed me by
If
Followed you down to the end of the world
To wait outside your window
In the heat of the rain I will call your name
But you just passed me by
If
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