Lyrics:
and the wrong things
Disorder, made it easier
Couldn't leave you, sinking under
I would drown for you
I was down for you
To make a mess inside my heart
And when I get there I'll be happy in my two piece space suit
And dream my days away in a
hammock made from parachutes
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Countdown has begun
to be a better man
Cuz
When I look at the mess I made
The rest I need
Funny how the recipe of hope and love stretched on tree
Lives upon me now
I
by the liquor store
Cause we ain't takin no shorts, in the 9 scrilla
Say what you want fool I guess I'm a drug dealer
>From the southside
Not enough, not enough
Falling off, falling off
Made a mess, said it's "over now"
In your hands, like you own me now
I can't take this anymore
What
And boy, it's such a mess
That we made of everything
Hanging only by a string
I know
And I wanna know how long you'll go
Until you get to the bottom
to her face
Made her pucker up
And she wanna head back to her place
You know what is up
But now I'm by my own, moving right along
I can't right no wrongs
I
coming to you
You're blinded by your instincts
I'm not your fucking game
I'm not so easily beat
I'm looking down at this mess that you've made
And I can't
fallen, flawed & faith is running dry
Suffocated by my lonely cries
I know that I made mistakes
Lying awake in the mess that I made
You’re a good girl yeah
looked at the mess I made.
Why won't your ghost fade away?
I tied up my noose. I tied it up so tight.
Take responsibility, wrongs which I must right.
the paint is peeling off the walls
And the money's not so easy to come by
And grandma screams at the heavens to take her to grandpa
And I look to the heavens
to thrill.
And all my enemies,
I want their eyes to see,
Their captain walk the plank
Destroy them, rank by rank.
Sail with me into the setting sun
Ooh Aah)
Showed up at your exhibition
Just the other day
(Just the other day)
By the time I made my way over to you
I couldn't find the words to say
next to my door frame
There's a keyboard in the corner of my room
Right next to the mess I made
All my memories are stacked
In the corner by my
Now we're stuck here
Standin' in the middle of a mess we've made
It's all to little too late
You call your mother, I write a song
We've come
foolishness
All my big ideas made such a mess
But I'm clean now, saved from foolishness
Foolish things made a king from a fool
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, how can I
night skies, talked about in song,
We play along, so bitter sweet by our design.
I'm sick and tired of writing songs about you,
This is it, this is
(J-J-J-J-J.R)
Bust it ba-by
Ayy, can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie?
Let me bring you in my world (Plies, Ne-Yo)
And let you
day
City light sparkling on
And we all might be alone
Stunned now I see all the mess that I made
I went too far, I want too far
Stop, I refrain
I was raise by cats that was raised in the 70s
So even when my lil brother still called us KeviDee
We were still heavily recruited
By drug dealers
to buy me a new ALYX shirt woah
Yeah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
I'm rockin Kam Vercetti
Came out the sky, saggin
Parachute pants a lil baggy
They draggin,
of my life
Simplify the addiction
Withdrawing you from my mind
Pack up your things and leave
Don’t bother cleaning up the mess you made
I’ll take
touched her (tits)
Sucker MC's, I'm killing 'em, I'm so sick of seeing 'em
Silly (shit) when they rhyme, like that red rugby shirt worn by Gilligan
Plus
Snap at you with a rude attitude
My troops landin parachutes I hit
You with phatter loops
And y'all clowns better show us gratitude
Werd up
Me & les
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