Lyrics:
And they would vibe, kick and groove
To show that they love it
So now I know death doesn't exist
Cause the bond is beyond physical, we lit
Plus, I'm not
that we need
Are the instruments of death
Get them to the streets
And rid them of the dust
No more lies and cake
The kings last mistake
We stand with
by the easy metaphor
Celebrate it with a yawn
Make me believe that I'm a good person
Make me believe it all works out for the best
I wish I was
Toe-headed boy, son of a Christian man
He is the dealer's choice in fighting another's hand
God will work in his mysterious ways
His leper rot starts
at work
Like the planet Earth lashed by a solar burst
Flatten the curve with my brainwaves’ massive girth
Prowse about it crept around your house and left
Oiii yeh they're all Harvey dents
I've done bad Brudda put that work in
What have you done nothing
You only hang around workers
Scenes a circus for
without rest
A devouring hunger
A permanent coldness
What do we have now ?
A certainty in death
Man passes by
Friendly or hostile ?
Don't
Show
You're
Here
the stones
Cuz i walk alone
Bank hitting zero
Bitches they think i'm there hero
Getting the s off my chest
Love how they think that i flex
Geico just taking
Used to work to show my worth in a purchase
Recently it was all hers, she deserved it
My words is meant to be heard for a purpose
Went about that all
to work, your death your escape
My life, it's all I have, it's something we share, and we die
Wondering if and why, no I don't care
What you think you
to restore the relationship
And to bring God and man back together
So that they can be one again
Who? Who eases the pain? Jesus is his name
Yeah, don't
Throughout the hard times we had to survive
We stuck together side by side
Were from a small town we never backed down
We always helped each other
work, they're hiring at Costco
I hear the pay is not bad
Huh, I should look into that
Thanks for thinking of me, Buddy
Any time
Isn't this
that were left, well we tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks, I kept myself alive
Though around me
And with all that in mind we still rolled the dice
Waiting for judgement of heaven
Then the wind increased and so she wallowed in the sea
We had all hands
when I put in work,
Shit, you talkin' to a expert.
The tazmanian devil, black devil,
That devil you don't know, and don't wanna know.
'cause I'm kinda
lose so I choose to be a killa
So when you mention Syke they say, fuck that nigga
But I don't give a fuck I'm drivin' buckets,
stackin' duckets, tryna
It is your charity that I fear more than anything
That, in the name of a fleshly amity
You do not have mercy on me
For this is the reason I'll escape
fears aroused, Everywhere,
the human race could feel this supreme terror
The barbarian legions were the veil that
Death decided to throw upon mankind
No
cell and do some head spins
Don't forget kids, if you test us
You will drop like fall semesters
Watch the texans, beat the redskins
On the news that
We see the police
And train to kill the brain
Of the all terrain beast
Work done by street families
Make us and the state enemies
There's a way of life that most folks don't even know about
When the cotton crop fails and the garden dries up because of the drought
And your only
found out that no one I blame can rearrange my circumstances I haven't been the same. I ran for so long when I was strong, but I can't any longer. Son I'm
my Matilda all over.
Then in 1915 my country said "Son
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done"
And they gave me a tin hat and they gave me
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