Lyrics:
nobleness brought you here
Modern days
are taking us back
into this dark spot
now we're going
nowhere fast
and it seems that it will never stop
Modern
Yeah man
"You know it's easy to talk about, doing something
But when it comes down to the action part, the most folks take a little
Light
smell you)
It's real out here 40 (It's real Pee!)
[E-40]
I'm out here in the slums where thugs be using, ghetto tactics
Like, chopping up candy
girl, are you home? That's right
Get on your knees, we're gonna play tonight
You like to hunt with a deathly touch
I can die here now by euphoria
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
chasing after chicken feed.
We're alive! ... in a modern way.
We're still trying to work it out.
[Chorus:] (2 verses):
Come round and visit please.
Don't you think by now I know that?
Look what's brought us both back
Now, while the leaves still dance on the wind
While the moon and the clouds come
full of zombies (zombies)
Kids are killing kids and then the kids join the army (army)
Rising and a waking, yes, sir, here comes the sun (sun)
March
outside
To set afire as you're leaving
I couldn't stand this place without you anyways
The past indwelled
Yet expelled defeat
I'm modern failure
I am
i. Long-Shadowed Sun
I remember
The enchanted English walled garden
Days of summer air and honey-suckled nights
The capricious dance
I am fueled by all forms of failure
I paid the price, so I'll take what's mine
I bet you didn't see that one comin'
'Cause I do as I please
sewing tigers on my shirt
And alligators (uh)
Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga with the fake, uh
won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
I hear the Angel Voices telling me to be strong
Here in this English Market Christmas
the bag with 2 arms
Got the weed coming by the acres
Look like I robbed 2 farms
Jamaican cartel pull up, Fat Bwoy say "wahgwan?"
I just hit 'em like
rainin' hund'eds all around your atmosphere
(It'd be easy) you can build a mansion sky high
'Til can't nobody see the roof when they drive by
But
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
sewing tigers on my shirt
And alligators (uh)
Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga with the fake, uh
mistress in Marseille
And so you come here, to escape your little flat
Hoping that someone will fill your glass and let you chat about how
You chased
every day
You don't comprehend
The slightest things that might affect me
World keeps marching on
And I can't help but get upset
Left here by myself
sitting at the bar
And in the mirror I could see him checking me and my guitar
And he turned and said,
Come up here, boy, and show us what you are
I
From the first collection of poems "In Your Name” (Russian: Во имя твоё).
In English (interpretation by Elizaveta Suboch):
Even if You don’t
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
Millennium flow
Serena Altschul's here live outside the criminal courthouse
(This is bullshit y'all)
In New York city for the first day in
and you notice it's all brilliance
Whether Español or in English bet ya'll feel it, aye
I don't know what I'm doing
Don't know how long I'm here
But I know
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