Lyrics:
up, pretty weird, but lucid man at the park
But don't you lie
I find it quite attractive, when you go inactive and go offline
Lay low (ah no)
Got to,
The four winds bring farce
A disgusting tradition
Naivety is ridiculous
The rough time keeps his flight
Don't let them get you inactive
Only the strong
to quit while we're ahead
I can see us many miles away, inactive
Sipping cocktails on a terrace, taking breakfast in bed
Sleeping easy, doing nothing,
your hair
Wake up
The appearance is treacherous
If you are inactive
You can't stop the destruction
Do something right now
Do something
Or it
Will you stand and be counted?
A leader among the hopeless
Go forth and be the one
To rise above the waste
Inactive
Immobile
No more time
at it
'Cause I'm a little odder at it
In the Ac' with the aircraft and then leave inactive
My alter-ego make niggaz alter their egos
I flow and turn
to add his inactive shit to the mix
Talkin' smack at that
Saying, "Girl, I'ma wax that ass, and stick that slit so hard
You gonna be calling me God"
to add his inactive shit to the mix
Talkin' smack at that
Saying, "Girl, I'ma wax that ass, and stick that slit so hard
You gonna be calling me God"
a while
The love contract you wrote was a just short term note
You placed my name on your inactive wile
I never thought your kisses were like a charge
Were labelled inactive
Being 91
The twentieth century
Brooklyn is a magnum in the bottle of kerosine
Flame ignites into the black
Sending fright
miles away inactive
Sipping cocktails on a terrace
Taking breakfast in bed
Sleeping easy, doing crosswords
It's attractive
Don't think I don't think like
labelled inactive
Being 91
the twentieth century
Brooklyn is a magnum in the bottle of kerosiene
flame ignites into the black
sending fright
thought you
I'm in your hand
Bein bought, I'm even in the thought from your girl
The only thing you're in is inactive
Your world'll be smashed
Run against
inactive, it made Such perfect sense
Ever so careful on the strip we cruise, crippled in someone else's shoes
Who knew? Mind you, I never had to stand
Blood spews everywhere
Deprived of virtility
Sledgehammer destroys
Groin tattered and maimed
Inactive
She crushed the testicles fast
Brain's inactive, bein' subjected to this crab shit
To each his own, fuck the foulness, need a week alone
We can zone, all day long, on the speaker
the light fantastic
Waiting for the show
Contemplation
Reality starts to fade
Creeping stare behind dead eyes
As the minutes burn the day
Inactive
and pain
Behind your smile
Always the same
Rub my eyes try and use my mind
Dull jewel inactive fire
Come to terms with things at hand
Creeping past
will be with me
Coldness, inactive pain
Soul sucked at the speed of light
Trapped in someone else
No please not again
Evil reincarnated
The cycle's
stretch
Foe or friend
Fo-fo fold fuckers, suckers go with him
P, big master slay heater
Big ratchets clap, inactive gang leader
P step to a lady
Slap
the boys wild
She's so lazy
Drives me crazy
Lazy Susan going round and round
Pick one up and you put one down
Lazy Susan
She's inactive
But so
And juss pissed out your St. Ines
Reinact it always gotta take attractive
Ayo P.O. when I'm gon be inactive
While I'm on weekly
Switch that up
I get
to find it
Inside my mind
Attractive
Reactive
Overactive
Inactive
Envisioning the insanity
Oblivion is foreseen
Secrets of the enigma lie
Under
Cause I’m tired of feeling
Inactive Thus why I’m never
Wasting a second ..
I keep on losing patience.
Chorus
I got family, I gotta work hard..
Go
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