Lyrics:
Vocalist: 篠崎理子
Written By: {STILLhere} Staff
Track No. 2: [DEAR FRIEND]
EP:MESS I
Provided By: Ringing Bell Records
My dearest friend, take my
I dance with the devil every single damn night
I struggle and fight, so I can juggle my life
I keep searching for truth, but it's out of my sight
I
Sometimes I get in my head had a talk with jb he Told me big bruh keep flowing flowing
My bro a pro fighter he knock 'em out I told my Dawg to keep
it's being me here in these notes
Blame me all you want take out all your anger on me
Don't worry if the bag does not inflate
Oxygen is flowing
Fuck
of gethsemane (dance)
Back of the line you must wait your turn
You run to the front, are you rushing to burn? (Hot)
To get out that lane I gotta discern and grow
show me love
Only out for paper, gotta get it while I'm young
Steph Curry for the win, boy
And I'm Curry with the pimp, boy
Never miss a shot
the trash can (Out the can bitch) yea MurdaGang with me
Got the Ruger move your feet and Murda dance with G yeah (Yeah)
MurdaGang with me got the Ruger
Move
the pen
Every thing I drop a ten out a ten
Everything you said was all for pretend
Niggas is pussy excuse my French
You want to dance
Do with my hands
Do
sniffin no coc
My bros in the street still passing out dope
But no time for no hoes
When we get round there, get put on a low
Can't say I'm the goat
Man I
Hey girls, hey boys
Superstar DJs here we go!
Somebody say 'ho' (ho)
Say 'ho, ho' (ho, ho)
Now somebody, anybody, everybody scream
Now
enough:
A baby fall out warm, it's screaming for its life
An infant tries to dance, as it grows up then dies
felt her hand in mine and said "Your wrong about me"
"I'm a boy from a good family" I told her
The juke box played an out-of-time tune (So what's new)
a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the Devil's Dance Floor
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing
And don't be afraid of the dark
In the moonlight
You'll dance till you fall
And always be here in my heart
But nobody wants to know
'cos nobody even
realisticly
but baby you can move, better when you dance with me
I need my guys and my girls here to take you on
If you can do it, better get it on and move it
came to kick it
But really I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room
With people who don't even care about my well being
I don't dance
let's dance ehn
Shine shine Bobo light skin boy wey no carry Ogo
All the girls just dey call me yellow paw paw
Come duro mo kan sip on alomo on alomo
before me
I can only imagine, I can only imagine
Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be
can all go Mars,
Told me that she don’t like rappers or who’re boys darling I’m both how dyu fall so fast,
Laid back guy I don’t need this stress got
might go talk about
Daddy Snow da Daddy Snow me I go talk about
Me say me at a dungeon, champion rock
Roam dance hall in a mess
Roam dance Holland
by inch, uh
(Like a puppet she can play)
Out for the night fit knocked outta sight
(No cap?)
Then I see her roll up (she a bad bitch)
Mm, damn right
the body, ruin my name
Meth man left hand Game Boy Advanced
Def Jam's employee of the month now let's dance
All my niggas, let's do it
All my bitches
and it's made by Glock
Hop out the car and escape from the cops
Spray with the k and we take out the block
Pull up on that rose I look like Batman
I got
gotta send out this messages
Do right, by your girl, no flex' in
Hook
I do my best: i making move, not trying to be rude
I do my best: handle your
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