Lyrics:
thou simpletons
Waiting for them all to die, I ask why
Hatred stems from lack of love, no help received from above
Surrounded by a mindless horde, I
every day
I hate cops and they hate me
Cause I won't stop
To grow my sticky stems of grass
So they wanna burn my crops
Props to all my drug smokin'
sorrow, I stem the break until tomorrow
Feeding the curse I have received, I entrench my stance and forcibly bleed
Veins of black and skin so cold, chains
had to be.
It was so important then
Now they're numb to you and you to me
We found the flower
But cannot find the stem.
The curve is too controlled
Sweetness
I want you near this
Sweetness
With all that healing
You take these spiders lifely
Your short stem to happy families
One of us
and watch me bounce hit me with a hot note and watch me burn slap me down with rythm from stem to stern when saxes play how do I get me ara hot me with a hot
With all things permissible I can't stem the pollution
And no hand invisible can assure resolution
I'm breaking inside
My head cries out for
Strung stem to stern
He made a sound of monstrous power
Never before heard
His friends said he was a crazy high flyer
So they left him that day
With
maybe Miss moon Knows about it
Hey hey did you see all those ones flying up here?
All upon my stems I feel there are a thousand lives
Hey Hey I can't
Soothe the young man's sweating forehead
Touch the naked stem held hidden there
Safe in such dark hayseed wired nest
Then his light brown eyes are
Through the woods between stem and bark
Blackened by an eerie sky a moonlit night
High on her heels above the icecold snow
Thunders demons thrilled
forgotten what we had to be.
It was so important then
Now they're numb to you and you to me
We found the flower
But cannot find the stem.
The curve is
Which stem from such a past
Or caused you such strife
For you it simply lies
In prolonged survival
And for that you must take all
One at a time
Annexed and acquiesced by that from which the pay check stems.
A coven of executives with a Wall Street witchcraft.
And what the personnel should
Last years rivals share their blood
Sailor sworn to secrecy
Ride the waves and stem the flood
The tides of endless enmity
Power now is all
tack ? I'm addicted to gats
Like uncle Howie does crack ? so spark the stem
And I'ma teach you kids why your carcass is a gem
Study the bloody ? my
of the pen sober
Just to come home to see his wife surrounded by stems
He embraced her thinkin' that nothin' was wrong
And he got into the habit now corruptin'
[50/50 Twin]
I penetrate eliminate, eat beef like dinner plate
Disintegrate cakes stem that hate, know I was fin to say
Roy Jones Jr. imitate, then
een rondje geven
Niet impressed, ik ben veel gewend
Van mij vind je geen verklaring, want ik speel dement
Adjedonnie, ja, de stem hoor je heel
door m'n strot
M’n stem die trilt, dus ik gebruik de pen
En ondanks de struggles die we hadden
Ben ik blij dat jij mijn vader bent
Want jij
musiek
Van die noorde tot die suide
Het ek baie wyshede bekom
Deur om net te luister
Jy sien Afrika het a stem wat saggies fluister
Jy moet net mooi
the goal flip dough like a paraplegic,
who go fund me'd for the weed we eatin,
stem cell bring a nigga close to Eden,
cool shit,
but a nigga want close
the palms of open hands rather than confined in a clenched fist. We carry our devotion with our guilt like thorn and stem resembling an orchid recently
te gaan
Uit die bloute stem wat met jou hard praat
Staan op uit die as uit, steek jou vakkel aan
Hy’s ‘n vrag uit jou hart, jys Afrikaans
Dit is jou
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