Lyrics:
brought
And the land, forgot
Soaring through Van Allen belts
Through blazing stars, through dying suns
Collide not now, but carry us
Through the burning
Don't need a ride in a jazzed up pumpkin
No feather boa for the ball
A box of paint could be salvation
I'll paint the sun coming up
Fix my hair for
scared to make a scene
Conveyor belt preening of
Layered hair that plainly needs seeing to
White dust drugs and sights to shock
Nice loving mums
Conductor in the pit for the car
Honk duet, half-tone harmony from
The sewer rebel youth choir belt
Phrases even newer, dump-truck man
Drops the beat with
ground and I cast my net
Dancin' in the ruins where the sun don't set
Dancin' in the ruins of the crown
Enfield rifles keepin' us down
I got
on my backwards through be -boy hell
From hear on out the sun rises at noon thirty
And didn't quit pressing till the whole f-ing room heard me
Soon
play
As I lift my hands to de hill cometh healt
I naah go worship vanity nah wealt
Blaze up me shoes and buckle ah me belt
And pah me head ah weh
Or shanked in the morning sun
At the venue
If you continue to disregard these warnings
[Pep Love]
Running into some problems
Mic to mic, you must
When you came back to this town
You brought this weather with you
A silver sun that wont go down
They grabbed you by the belt
Pulled you
belt
Real genuine not authentic
Older than the sun moon and stars unprecedented
In North America success can be won as a game
And knowledge
Workin' hard to make a livin'
'Til the sun goes down without fail
Work my fingers to the bone
Get nothin but union scale
And when that whistle
while we're here we can just move on
Always add the tip with a red crayon
She's nasty, Flo is gone
But the sun's out
Everybody come, let's hang out
No
or another
But I don't need all the world's money in my life to love it
I'm gonna ride for the come up, rise till I lay down
Shine till the sun's up, rhyme
The words I'm laying
When the ink dries need zeros up on my statements
I was laying on my back in the sun, brighter days what I'm on
And I know I'm the one.
I’ll call up the homies betta come now, we be goin hard until the sun down, ain’t nobody ever bringing us down
We just goin and going and go, ice in my
don't wanna see the doctor
Left the small space for the brand new casa
Proud of the life that I lead, want and need
Seek and believe
Sun dive in
the sun
Around the rays of his heart
Yellow fields parched and dry
No one will tell me why I thirst?
Why a seed is blackened in my hand?
I just want
sun goes west
Your true pastels manifest
But they won't get you very far
'Cause in tha moonlight you'll be seen
For what you really are
Who you
(Hook)
I gotta hold on
Got his hands on me
I look up and His blessing land on me
He's said it's mine all of the land I see
I know the sun is
my sun shield with a all white outfit glitter ha
Love this if you a real one if you hating it's cause
Y'all in darknesses huh? Hide when my light slits
the sun down
I don't get out til the sun up
I'm heating up like a sauna
I'm burnin up need a check up
Buy a Bentley when my check up
Yea I'm flexing up
walk the walk, don't stop til you hit your dreams
For the people like the rock, i earned that belt, give that shit to me
I'll go off, double up,
waiting for my time
I could be waving to my groupie stans
And belt out my lungs accompanied by a band
But there's a huge chance forever I'm no one
I often
So sleepy
When I snap my fingers
To thine own self, be felt-tip
Hip as a belt clip
With a helmet fit for helpless feels
If you can help it
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