Lyrics:
alright
Written by Chris O'Gorman (copyright 2008)
runs my day
And the first star out at night
By God, I'm gonna climb that hill
If it takes, ev'ry bit of my my might
In the morning the early summer
they refuse
To worship our idols and gods
My name is Hannah, my first born son
Now stands before this king
Guilty of keeping the Sabbath laws
By
hunger torn, awaiting
For the Sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the Sun's first warm rays
God for rainy days like these
Just when the time has come to retire
Baby starts cryin' so we dance by the fire
Always does the trick you better believe
It was the first day of July;
no wind breathed in the sky
when a pin-striped suit
saw that the Institute of Mental Health was burning.
He stood upon
worn hunger torn awaitening
For the sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the suns first warm rays
first off my homey Chris Terry gonna run game like this
Verse 1: [Chris Terry]
I'm on this mad paper chase, I'm talkin bout stackin them g's
I be makin
form
And thank god for rainy days like these
Just when the time has come to retire
Baby starts cryin so we dance by the fire
Always does the trick you
Where do I begin
I guess I should start by tellin' you, sugar
That you're the perfect 10
Let's find a nice warm cabin
Way up on some hill
Then
Plumtree, down in Tennessee,
it's the first time I've been warm."
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil for gold.
all in me eye
And first by the Clergy invented
For to get a fat bit for themselves"
"Oh, and I'll be cut up like a pie
And me nob from me body be
otherwise
Oh, the lives that brush against us, pass us by and by,
The friends who may or may not come if we would first invite
Oh, to open doors
though
Die young but fuck it, we flew first class
Turned you to a rich bitch buy you first class
Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen
Every
diamonds and sage
Left alone in confused forest's, enslaved by days
Time keeps on whoring us
Ghetto saviors can't keep ignoring us
Flowers and flames
your hands were warm and dry
placed lightly on my back
we'd sit and watch the day
slide out from red to black
when it comes to you
you were always
need each other more than ever, don't leave me by myself..
[Chris]
Young Chris... (check it)
Young Neef..
Together for ever, Neef & see
I give
you"
I remember when I first felt it too
You said that it'd take lots of convincing
You'd need some time to warm up
You're slow to warm, frequently
When our weary world was young
The struggle of the ancients first began
The gods of Love and Reason
Sought alone to rule the fate of man
They
and I don't wanna do without it
Day and night, I dream of us doing whatever
But I guess I'll have to wait until that day comes (yeah)
You're missing
and I don't wanna do without it
Day and night, I dream of us doing whatever
But I guess I'll have to wait until that day comes (yeah)
You're missing
by
With big hot hips
And warm buttocks and tight hot everything
Praying to be loved and I don't even
Exist it's the first sunlight we've
Had in 3 days
again, add it to wax
[Chorus]
[Young Chris]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name, Young Chris, or Young Gunner
Know my partner Young
It's always nice to look out the window
And see those very first few flakes of snow
And later on we can go outside
And create the impression
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