Lyrics:
remember listening to punk rock
Ya evanescence
Who'd have known the path it took
Light manifested
I remember pops being consumed by the past and present
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
expeditiously
Bumping immortal by evanescence
You should know by now
My shit eternally poetic
Icy sensual precise just
Like keisha plum
But like Westside gun
My
to please me
But you only just tease me
By the end you'll see
Our loves my favourite dvd
Like a romantic comedy
Sang in perfect harmony
effervescence
I was the freshman up at Texas drinking fresh refreshments
Lot of memories disappeared that’s evanescence
Always remember spitting raps it was
Was just a preview
This is the love scene part to
The sequel gets ready
Ooo baby O baby baby
Let?s make a DVD
Watch it over and over and over and over
ain't beatin'
Never beaten by you
It's DVD
Jennifer O'Connor:
What do you hope for?
What do you feel?
Is this a nightmare?
Or is this real?
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You don't fuck with us nigga the fuck you mean
The fuck you mean
Don't fuck with us nigga fuck is you talking
speak,
Girl your beauty's all I see yea,
(Ooo Yea)
Can I have you by myside,
This that special edition blue ray dvd,
Girl this that fye,
Take a pic
of memories
But I never seem to reach that 2-6-3
The miles, minutes flash by like mp3s
They was popping then people leave them for next best things
In
effervescence
I was the freshman up at Texas drinking fresh refreshments
Lot of memories disappeared that's evanescence
Always remember spitting raps it was
that is painless
Been burdened by my debts
Regrets worsen, I feel low
I've been heart broken once
But won't be broken by these woes
I'm not rude, I'm
Wood burning scented,
Lapping evanescence.
Sun showing attempts at well being.
Melancholy until she made an appearance...
Collarbone like a shelf
notes
By picking a pen I dont a penis but i know you like it the most bro
Snacc rap karu minimal metaphor n clinically poora proven
Khaake dekh ye
And I think paranoia watching me, karma keep on stalking me, killings keep on haunting me I’m troubled by what I done seen
Get ya into heaven I had
DVD, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Throw them bands up (right)
Grip your pants up (right)
She a prancer (that's right)
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
a knife
Tyson like the way she bite
Hangin on by a thread
I don't know whats left
Talk of
(And she's on my shit)
Trouble
(And she's on my shit)
All I
nere
PUNCHED
I was punched, I was punched, by the stories, by the stories that lack me,
and in spit of this , they told me that those things always
lived kids idolize
So many young minds Impressed by wicked times
Know I got that product they need fiends and lines
Such a horrible reference I'm
the previous impression has been out of print several years
few second-hand copies aren’t marred by the tracks of old tears
signed memorabilia; laserdiscs;
I can see you're struggling with the evanescence
Of life, of love, of your whole identity
Distracted by your worries
Downwards spiral, disregarding
"We are gathered here today
To fold our soiled hands and pray
Heaven doesn't know how
We play instead of toil"
This is how you lie
Betrayed by
like it, molds
In truth, Eurydice would not be sold
On empathy of antiquated death
But untailored essence flogged her dwindling breath
Its evanescence
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