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Griselda scoots.
Griselda is greedy.
Her relatives scold,
And tell her how sorry she'll be when she's old,
She will lose her complexion,
from around here
To be young again, I guess it's relative
The camera lights, the whiskey rise, sink into the skin
I fantasize about a second win
Grow
mountain, some don't ever come down from around here
To be young again, I guess it's relative
The camera lights, the whiskey rise, sink into the skin
I
be relative to the
Sun and the moon and a new world will be
Created, I know because it is written here
I see through the bricks to the sea,
tastebuds are igniting
It's true I am evolving
It's all relative
Starting to feel something, I think I'm taking off
I think I'm feeling something, will
arms
What wouldn't I give just to live with that sense of alarm?
But your relatives gathered all clamber about for your mind
And they're tearing
Is he one of the greatest
Time will tell
But time is relative
They assume the melanin
And they kill the culture
This might insult ya
White man can't
louder
Than most things I've read you've said
In situ, in place now
Sit back, unwind and relax
Big cheese is all greed
It's all relative to what you need
relative to if you're around?
End extra
And some birds abandon their young
Cause the instinct is too strong to fly
Well I feel like abandoning
My guitar
Knew all them niggas when my raps flow so slow, befo' I was ridin black benzes on black Mo Mo's.
And I got plenty of friends and relatives that still be
all about packaging right?
Real shit though, good and bad is all relative, man
It really is, a lot of niggas is sheep
We don't even know what we like
to Ride
All my relatives
They seem to think your a whore
But to me a whore's a Queen in disguise
Everything I got is
Attracted to you babe
wish he were just a distant relative
But he's razor-close like blue green gelatin
Icy-cold Acid in his heart
With this we shall draw
Common Sense and Consequence
Content that's relative across the continent
New York, Houston, Chi-Town, Los Angeles
Enemy
winds
See my self in baby carriages, relatives and friends
Things manifest, kings from every planets rest here
Beams of light hear the voice
a trust thing
I fell out with some relatives that don't relate to loyalty
Liquor in my body kill the pain, but it might poison me
I broke bread when they
your fault
They gang banged your bitch out in your face and you saw it
But before I let you have it I'm searchin' your crib
For pictures of relatives
Christmas all over again, yeah again
Long distance relatives
Haven't seen them in a long, long time
Yeah, I kind of miss 'em
I just don't want to kiss
break
all the neighbors and the relatives with a great big wedding cake
There were mandolins and accordions, vodka and wine
I somehow felt I'd stumbled
on the knuckle
Down on the knuckle
Oh, the weather's dreary
Here down on the knuckle
Your relatives write cheery monologues
Hoping you might find your
in your arms
What wouldn't I give just to live with that sense of alarm?
But your relatives gathered, all clamber about for your mind
And they're
that it don't matter
Your homies and your close relatives
Even them nosy ass pigs'll get splattered
It's the T-H-E-O-D-O-R-E
Send me to Iraq I come
in the grave
[Chorus x2]
I got a few relatives that give the family drama
Always got they hand out when they see me and my momma
One coulda
bomb rock
'Round here that's better than buying Viacom stock
Look, you can't hold nothing, but I got a shell to give
I'll make his relative show me
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