Lyrics:
has to part, yeah, yeah
Indian rope man sees the times
Splitting loose the edge of minds
Catching losers in his line, in his line, yeah
Kiss him quick,
please oh please don't say no!
Them just go splitting the land, split the land for bitumen. They carve her up and spit her back in poison. And faster then
names and splitting hair,
Curse the world for being so unfair.
Locked her heart inside a box under the bed.
In a cardboard box of madness, all your
(Under my eyes)
Bags in the bank (Bags in the bank)
Bags stuffed in the shoe box, yeah
We'll try make for tru'
You're my brodem, we're splitting this food
alle Wack!
Mathematician, magician, rapping addiction
My written, half of it's fiction
Precision crafted for spitting
I'm splitting atoms like fission,
tourniquet
She bleeds her parent's money
Splitting eight balls with Elliot
Won't find his name on the guest list
He's a plus one, he's a novelty
He's just
the people.
Who fit this so - called mold.
My pain will finally be released.
And my mind free of thought.
The ax struck hard and fast.
Splitting the skull in
verso sud
Something splitting in fase neutro
Fast connection - subito
L'elio è sazio e sta
Inglobando atomi di idrogeno god bless me
Tungsteno e aria
impressing Gods
(Not at all)
Splitting bread and double edging swords
I'm on my bully, push and pull
It didn't get me fully
Tiger blood and got the cauldron
splitting both ways like the bitch gay
We spray, we don't catch fades
We hear the AK
We don't need you livin' anyway 'cause
You don't get us paid
Aw, shit
on his pipe
Politely turned aside and at the door
Stood John the Baptist, head beneath one
Arm spitting oaths, splitting fingers
Sounding the alarm
confusion
They use competition, religion
It's all just division, man
All of it's magic (all of it's magic)
Splitting us into factions
Fighting until
trapping
All my goons on go
Ready for action
Splitting my dutch
Only fill it with gas shit
If it ain't about money
You get no reaction
So focused
you're still right
There's no time left for self-defeat
Because someone's laughing, and something's growing while we stand here splitting hairs
Splitting my mind in two
'Cause I can't wait for you
I can't wait for you
I can't wait for you
I can't wait for you
How come I never see it coming?
I am the meat on the fruit pit clinging
Flung into a black black moon
The motions are splitting
The motions are
capsized
Splitting down the sides, you're not around me
This is our last chance to make it work
It's not about you, it's not about you anymore
It's not
while the kids are steady isolated
Splitting up a family has now become an occupation
And it's been part of the occupation
Since residential schools
but I ain't finished
Even if I end it with a slit wrist
I'm a minute away splitting
Like a nuke, that's what I'm wishing
Wish that I was fisting fat
You are the God I defy
Drawn to the flame we live
We live forever
So here we are again
The rise and fall within
Splitting hairs over words
Try and walk a day in our shoes
With our souls worn and splitting
Our heels blistered and bleeding
From the miles and miles
of dragging around
my eyes so many times and all the answers splitting
There must be something wrong with me
I might have other plans
It's all out of my hands
and ember
Am I reaching out for something that I can't grab
Something infinitely splitting into two halves
Is there something I forgot that I can't
of hell
Well they look to the sky
So cold [?]
Who saves the savior?
Who saves the savior?
Who saves?
[?] around the fire
Splitting [?] the same mistakes
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