Lyrics:
all of them diamond rings bitches kill for
Would you still roll?
If we couldn't see the sun risin off the shore of thailand
Would you ride then, if I
caught by the sun
Yeah the Five Senses wed
Reason is lost be quick or your dead
DEVIL/ANGEL you move like a shark on the land
DEVIL/ANGEL the Spirityearns
partied man, motha fuckers throwin' up,
motha fuckers fightin' and shitÂ…DJ was whackÂ…
damn bout to party by myself man. Just sit back here and chill out,
in a hurry, just to wait in rush hour
drink cold coffee from a styrofoam cup
sittin at my desk workin just as the sun comes up
the phones don't stop
don't delay
chorus
come go away with
come live fantasies
don't let these days go by
'cuz boy we're wastin' time
world of possibilities
imagine what two
credentials galore, fuck a small vending tour
Yet, still, I be at the around-the-way spots
Near where niggas be slinging innocent get hit by straight shots
we put the boat in the water,
i made the engine run
loaded the lantern
against the sinking sun
and my brother walter
was loading his gun
and we went
were younger
All ending finalized, by the prospect of working 9 to 5
And we believed it then, and we believe it now, but now I'm so much stronger
want to get home before I'm burnt by the sun
I want to be free in peace love and harmony
But my Miranda be vanishing like Carmen see
Check
should be going
As that one day turned into five or six
Although I'm loving all the beautiful things she's
Showing, I back up and I'm enveloped by
queens death threat
The five speed berry rip shit till you wet
The mack with a muscle to bust your cork bustle
I'm gone and your man smell trouble,
On a mountain so high
So I can see Willie as he goes on by
Well, I've played cards in Texas
And I've played cards in Maine
Oh, I'll bet you five dollars
in a BenzoSmokin'
IndoTill the sun rises upThat'll fuck you
UpCause we don't give a fuckFrom the S-G-V to the
2-1-3From the Big Valley to (?)
the clip
In it go in the gun
Everything is slow motion
Blood go in your lungs
Ridiculous as Icarus flyin' close to the Sun
I'm a supernova, nobody escapes my
it can, Filipino, black, to Cuban
And all of son of man getting
Crushed by son of Uncle Sam
Damn, huh days go on and on
Dreams evaporating like
saw life
Them long nights waiting for the sun
Living wrong rights
And when I left, I put my faith in us
I give time, time and me
Love, mysteries
a living and there's making a life
Lessons from an old man made a young man wise
5 o'clock comes slow, but the years sure fly by
And don't let 'em tell
He was the youngest of five and the only son
He called his wife by a nickname as his father had done
Not the root
Not the branch
Not the flower
Try to stay calm
As you open the door
But you can't remember
What you came here for
The edge of the sun
You think, "If God is here,
Why should
don't see him enough, we had reasonings while steaming up
Whether famine or feast the same, see the sun, you goin' see the rain
Throughout all of this
three black men)
It's just a day in the life (of three black men)
Day one
I wake up to the sun in the morning at the Justice hour
Refinement is in
set me up as a silver smith/batik dabber
In a house once owned by the princes of mataran.
And he told me all his troubles
We bribed a cfo at semen
Ashes power equal thousands suns
Mystery's structures are like chaos of known
Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality
Fractals flaming spaces
weight, ain't nuttin personal, it's just your flow we hate
Four-five, ? off, like inferanl
Damn it's he that makes the minimals that's now bein depleted
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