Lyrics:
red or you're feeling blue
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare in stylish headwear
Well, have we got the game for you
No,
Pulling a Marilyn Monroe
By David williams and Ellie Brown
When I first saw you—
What a disgrace.
My pink bubble gum popped
My breath--caught in
Smoking by the pack
Cause I want too
Walk around with racks
Cause I want too
Might just go and fuck up saks
Cause I want too
Might just go and fuck
from holy
But this matrimony provided the script
To live on
And live by
Grow up and grow on
Get on and get by
So forth and so on
And this here's
in the brain
Call the Bible a fairy tale, the same lot doesn't know it too well
The seed of righteousness, fear of the Lord always protects
By me
And we feel like rain,
When the words all sound the same,
In the lifeless corners of this empty frame.
Though we feel let down,
By the same old
freeze
Get on you knees
In your pockets with ease
These niggas real G's
Nigga from that block
Birds by the flock
Ppl call the cops
My mama want me
come close to the head
Shirt soaked til it's red
The most that was said was that my homies had a toast to the dead
Do I need a pack a vest for stress
is it vengeance or your pride
'Til you lose me like that trinket on your bracelet
Charming, charming
In the dream it's all a test that I face by
I can handle
Carry that pot by the handle (it's hot)
I play the field like I'm Randall
Got on a yacht in my sandals
I can't relate to your
I want to make it slow
Sensemille
I want to make it slow
Make me feel ya
Heavy medicine
ya see my eyes are feeling red again
I'm bringin' light
like
got that power
I'm too cold like top of mountain
Red or blue let's pick a color
Yeah, I'm too quite, you'll never find me
I'm too cold
I'm too cold
I'm
can't remember
I remember henny
Cause I had a shot
By a shot I mean twenty
And that was too many
And that was too much
But I went back for seconds
My last
can’t milk me
Child cries when you come too close
Appointed by God to the care of the ghost
I kept you around too long
Your head against my gun
Don’t
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds
They're red, they're white, they're brown
They get that way underground
There can't be much to do
So now they have blue ones too.
We don't care
at midnight echo in the gloom
Transformation sets fate, sealed by the moon
Spell weaves deep under the stalking doom
Howling in the night, witches curse it too
dancing
He took your hand
And led you to the sky
He never warned you that
You could get too high
Deafening sounds of the speakers crashing
Dazzled by
New day when beauty's all gone.
And blues follows a lifeless prowl
My traveled mind spins way too far
My whining head is impossible to hold
My
I feel like I'm living
In simulation
Feelings and emotional things
Seem real to me
I'm carried by a current
That's invisible too
And I can't seem
And in a fancy car with a private bar and a personal valet
There was a bunch of cold eyed men sittin' at a poker table
Bettin' hot stakes all around
Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
far I can't go back
I'm too broke, I am too dumb
They are too woke, I am too young
It's too cold, it's too hot
I am too old, I might get shot
Poor me,
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like a guy who's feet are too big for his bed nothing seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my
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