Lyrics:
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Honey please be at home for dinner by nine
I made your favorite soup with fried rice ain’t that nice
I even made you some steak better than Angie’s
happy as a clam, cause this the life that I been praying for
Worked a 9 to 5 just to get by but now I’m bookin’ tours
Yeah now I’m bookin’ tours
Growing
This Tech N9ne baby
And I don't do just one thing
I'm everything
If I did one thing
All y'all would agree
But you don't
So you want me do some
talking Nagasaki
To you my lifestyle's shocking
AP skelly got 2 tones no no this not a G-Shocky
Pour a 4 inside my coffee
Bitch its Him who I embody
It's
Surf is the only way I say
To make music with the ocean day by day
I surf all day play music all night
And I just can't wait till the morning light
sorry we ain't spoke in a few years
Had to get it by myself now 3
Everybody's gone
Be weary your surroundings
I grew up in a small town Wore my heart
I see it on the street in people passing by
Everybody's got someplace to be
And I'm not sure why I don't care to see
Them try to hide their lies you
SUN IN THE SEA,
DARKNESS BLEEDS,
OUT OF A WOMB,
YOU'LL NEVER BE ANYBODY,
EVERYBODY'S LOOKING FOR THE LIGHT, THAT DON'T SHINE.
HUNGOVER, UNSOBER,
Rode into town at only eighteen
My girl beside me and a baby in a car seat
Everybody called me crazy
That was fine as long as I knew
She believed
while everybody eyein'
Add to that a constant fear of dyin'
By gunshot wound, or other violent type of endings
I kept a tough demeanor on the surface
nice
So it's old flows, new flows, goals go, do blows
Now I'm on the road doing shows for some euros
Asking how I done it, man, I did it by the grace
(INTRO)
Ohhhhhh ouhhhhhhhh ohhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
(Verse 1)
Depi lontan m'tap tann moman sa
Bondye voye'w pou'w ka bò kote'm
Sekirize'm car san ou m'ap
And again
We gon’ win
One to go against
All a sudden everybody tryna make amends
Starting to ascend
She don’t miss
Back to back
Got the city on her
the fool who couldn't see that
I was just another one
A philly 9's like an LA 5
Can't keep up
You still try
Cause you been waiting to get into this party
When I walk through the downtown
Everybody knows, I'm a weeb
I'm a super filthy weeb
Condoms start falling out my jeans
Everybody thinks that I'm
fine with you
We got big shit to talk about, everybody get set straight
Yeah, I'm talking mansions, Europeans and jet planes
Pretty bitches by
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
Magellan
Nine by six or eight by seven
Post a sentinel at the border
Of what what you attend
What you ignore
I saw my friend
In a pool of light
Oh
Everybody thinks I'm actin mad
But everybody seems so fuckin sad
Eyes wide open
Seven cups broken
They stay sleepin
Like maybe we'll believe it
Leather
Her
should think
And it's all in their hands
But I'm alright I'm okay
And I've got my own space
And I can't see the flames
Cause I see everybody's running
But
about it
Shit was going good, then they dropped coronavirus
On the news, on the net, ain't it a show about it?
Everybody doing time, but it's max for
would anybody put chains on me? Wow
I've paid my dues to make it
Y'all help me right here when I say
Everybody wants me to be what they want me to be
fear and a lie
You crawl to the windowsill
Outside it's still, by the neck you hold us
You call when the leaves won't fall
Everybody's unsafe, but
Life
"Think about it"
Everybody has troubles
And everybody's troubles are different than others
Life's a constant struggle
But keep your head
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