Lyrics:
women
Who don't see me committed
I barely make trap beats 'cuz there's no emotion
I only make music so I can capture a moment (Shiiit)
I'm surrounded by
to the music of the spheres
In chaos hidden order revealed
Seeking truth and understanding
Our thirst for conquest is never ending
All began by the taming
verse]
When I lay in my bed
Hear it play in my head
A melody I never heard
Do-Re-Mi I forget the words
[chorus]
Dig this music. Where’s it coming
what to do with My time
2 Times 2 times 2 times
I almost accepted my life
My nigga Bryce was known in the School
For music and I thought that shit was So
the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem
Christ by highest heav'n adored
Christ the everlasting Lord
Veiled in flesh
Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay
The little
I woke up in shock
I couldn't see outside of me
Doors that I knocked
I tried to open, but they stayed locked
And I've been burned by love, it left
acting naughty
（但是你的样子仍然是保持着玩世不恭）
Make me wanna get
(让我不禁对你着迷)
321
(倒计时)
321
(准备)
Anything you want we can do it
（我们可以做你想做的任何事情）
Speak it in your language
Give God all the praise He the most high
Whole squad whip fresh to death this a ghost ride
Walk by faith not sight might go blind
Got the Holy Spirit
Somewhere that I belong
Where I can bring true music
And I believe in my song
Can I find a new home
I've lived in this one for so long
Now after all of these
this bitch, then I up this bitch, I swear I'ma shoot it
Niggas wanna make it all cap shit, trap shit, watch how I make it off music
If you live by
in the dark.
People here are going wild,
Swinging closer in the night.
Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra
to prove I'm all that I believe in
We are at the end no more stupid lies
I'm better off without you here by my side
So no there is no longer you and I - you
a million sights to see
In what feels like an eternity
And if you were by my side
I'm sure that time would fly
Keeping busy, making memories
Trafalgar Square
In music
Chromatic mediants are "altered mediant and submediant chords."[1]
A chromatic me-DIE-DIE-DIE-diant relationship
Defined conservatively
Is
music thing
But u no rate me
Because I don't play the
Game by their rules
Yeah we see as they move
All the tricks that they pull
Swear it's so shady
But
Gonna see me on that stage
Walking by myself im on this road
Blocking out all the pain
The music really ease my mind
But it comes with the fame
Im
Just come back home
Just come back home
I want that sweet taste of honey when you walk on by
And let the room fill with music
I want that sweet
Remember back when
We were teenage runaways
You took me by the hand
And took my breath away
It feels like yesterday
Your kisses linger on my lips
Fawcett
I'm just tryna make better music
Get this money, share the profits
Now this class getting led by students
Smoke some weed, get head while I do
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
you're in for a ride
Can you feel the blood poundin' way down inside
No one's stoppin' us now -
We go down, down where the music's loud
If it's all
Hold tight - you're in for a ride
Can you feel the blood poundin' way down inside
No one's stoppin' us now -
We go down, down where the music's loud
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