Lyrics:
look
And the other sides does it for looks
You can't pave the jungle but
You can wear shoes
Lighten up loser, like the heretics do
Trade your guilt trip
conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave
VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless
Alright.
This right here is going out to all you outcasts, outsiders and outlaws out there tonight.
It's going out to everybody that's ever been
Go, That Go
Do You Wanna Fuck?
Will You Roll Up On Me, yeah
Do You Want Some? Cuz I'm Down
Now Are You Down For It?
Tell Me Bout Places You Wanna Go
Phillipe
All of my bitches is freaks, we fuck every time that we link
I put no 10's on a ring
Sliding by a nigga screaming, "That look like East"
Two
feeling like the man, this make me wanna dance
Jesus, in a few months, way you bless me, need a visa
And a key cut to a new home and a new whip, two
got VVS and white gold, boo, that's from the league (woo)
Cut the lights, see the flash, I have karats on my teeth
Houses by the sea, her head good,
the fucking same
It's done a little bit quieter so no one will complain
Their structure has nothing to do with matter, time and space
So to live within
years
Janet single but see Kim got a nigga and two kids
Janet babysit her kids
Janet loves them like they're hers
Janet needs a place to live
So Kim let
some fun I'll do what ya want
Met you now I'm gone got me making songs
Thinking I was wrong knew it all along
Now I'm stuck at home can't pick up
endless circuitry inside my head
Strung together by a code far
Too complex for any man
To understand
Stop, wake up
Can't do that anymore
The universe never
But when I see us now
I really find it strange
How little, how much we've changed
In the years gone by
I guess it's meant to be that way
Jimmy
on your life
Your shooting up again
A message read best live show I can't wait for more.
A meeting in the back
It feels like an attack
From friends who
don't race 'Cats, lil' dawg
You stabbing a Beetle
Ayy, so don't slide in that rust bucket
Swing with two sticks down the block
I'ma nunchuk it let me find
ain't have slang' a bird.
Like I'm Testervede.
Ain't talking shit my nigga.
Get it how you live..
By all means, do what you gotta do.
To own ya crib.
All
This time of night I could call you up
I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes
If I die clutching your photograph
defeated
Clever minded weeded
Bullshit i gotta delete it.
Mike jackson told you too beat it
Achieve it & be it
I see it
You wicked & deceived & ready
ask god why
Why I hurt why I cry
Will I go survive tonight
Wake up young suicide
Time to go live ya life
By tonight I see tomorrow
Trip and fall
held me, I fell kind of lonely
How can I began, when I never though gonna end
It was me and you alone, to the end we spent
Most of the time, rewired
may call me
At 2 AM - at two in the morning
Because they know
I will always pick up the phone
And sit with them
We should all stick to the second
your bunker, bet you're suckin on your thumb... I know
Talkin' like you want it, but you don't know how to deal with smoke
I wanna grab you by the ballot
thought I had plenty
You made me cry
Tears of joy
And I see it in the eyes of our two baby boys
You filled me up
When I thought I had enough
You gave me
The Stories One - The Thrash of Naked
Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade
Three - Gather Me Up Forever
every two minutes
Risqué communique, some faces still stuck like a shuriken okay
So what am I to do, ooh
I can live off memories so long as they're true
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