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South

Three Mile Pilot

Another Desert, Another Sea

1997

In my grave the shadows pin two houses wide

Its overwhelming how they want it all back
The devils always red
Do you see
From a city inside

keeping it going
Light this shit up you smell what I'm smoking
Gripping you know how I'm toting
It's business keep the emotions
Focused
Bullshit I neva

Rounding past Go, I don't know how to feel cuz it's
One part nostalgic and one part surreal
Two parts hysterics, this wasn't the deal
But I will take

her ribs 
I hop out that pussy now she trying to chill but I got to go I'm trying to 
Get a mill
Lord knows I want it for real
Fuck how a nigga feel

on my lap
It's all fun and games till somebody shoot back
No subs baby girl, not the type to do that
I just mic check, 1-2 it's a wrap
If you come out

saying it
Cus I really meant it
Want a verse from me
You gotta pay
I cannot do
No free shit

I'm just getting started
Charts getting knocked down
I'm gone

OOUH YOU LIKE IT YEAH
ON THE FLOOR OR IN THE BED
JUST HOW YOU WANT IT BABE
I GOT EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING YOU ASK FOR
WE CAN DO IT ALL DAY
LOOK INTO

just live our shit and do what is right
I'll take you back in my time 
When the moon goes down and it's time for sunshine 
(It's time for sunshine)

He want to borrow money, make 'em do a tap dance
Pay it back or get to chatting with the backhand 
‘Member blinkies on the plug and play like Pac

destiny baby 
Destiny 
If you want me to be, be your destiny baby 
Destiny 

Destiny 

Destiny 

Do you feel it with your hand close close to mine
Because I

or the staircase
You can't get the time of day, I'll let you insinuate 
Pocket over stuff like two pillows in a pillowcase 
All I want to do is just swoop you up

Toatin 2 4 4's
Gotta shit on all my haters
I don't do it too often
I should be a dentist
Cuz I'm casually flossin
Push a hoopty full of spinach
Ima serve

Hit up Smurk, not for a Perc', bitch, it's a ten a round
I'll kill 'em now, spill a five, this how shit get fried
Oh, you was outside lurkin'? Niggas

I'm not really ok. its all your fault way
I don't wanna deal it anymore
How about can fuck it all of 4
I don't want to have a sore?
I don't wanna deal

He want to borrow money, make 'em do a tap dance
Pay it back or get to chatting with the backhand
‘Member blinkies on the plug and play like Pac Man?

don’t like boney bitches We go eat good then I smoke it down
Want to stunt hard I’ll show you how
Want some new drip I’ll give you style
Pull up

you)
My ex girl keep tryna bug me(she getting on my nerves)
She can't do shit but hate on you(she can't do shit but hate on you)
I want you even though

through you again
(Oh, ohoh, ohoh)
It’s a lil late but I got too much to do
(Oh, ohoh, ohoh)
Hope you're busy now 'cause I’ve been busy too
And if you see

fifty, one sixty-nine
I got it, you want a box of condoms? What kind?
That's two quarters, two quarter waters
The New York Times
You need a bag for

Hello

Karmin

Hello

2012

soft, too rough, too posh
Lemme know what I want
Lace it up, baby tie it in a knot
Raise track, two legs, Hollywood, big break
Suck it up, intake
Let me

blend in wit the trees now
I do it for Louisville, them Louisville boys be sluggin' 'em
They'll slug you just for fuckin' mean muggin' 'em
I do it for my

wanna stay the night

I don't wanna be your secret
'Cause by the time I'm here, you're leaving
You never wanna take the chance
You got two left feet, but

And then it's easier than one, two, three
No I don't want you to be good
I want you to be a little bad with me
Yeah our old school love
Is what keep's me

was so easy, told me that you never do this
Knew that was a lie but I still did it anyway
'Cause you looked so fine laying on my bed, 2am
Clock time,