Lyrics:
Vegas
Written By: Timothy Donovan Jr., Willy Cintron, Paul Houle, clan Labrie, Jason Dubord & Ty Carpenter
Well I watched her cross the boardwalk,
Vegas
Written By: Timothy Donovan Jr., Willy Cintron, Paul Houle, clan Labrie, Jason Dubord & Ty Carpenter
Well I watched her cross the boardwalk,
Because the Earth's still flat and your tats are weird
Dinosaurs are fake and your mate there's queer
Now I'll drink me a juice while you have you a beer
of iron, like dinosaur bones
And if you look close
there's hope to be found
A plaid of new grass,
broke through the black ground
to
Be secretly hidden in glass casings and
Submerged in the fry vats of
Every kebab machine in the UKand
The very-out-of-print first Raincoats LP
The NME
They built Titanic out of iron and steel
Put Pompeii at the bottom of a hill
There’s a picture of an eagle on a dollar bill
But fish can’t swim in
years went by and a demo of mine hopped on the radio
So we bumped it up to a master track and we took it out on the road
And before I knew it there was
You will only become an Angel if you are targeted by The devil
The lazy devil
Will only be in the distance
Silently watching the angel
The devil has
You will only become an Angel if you are targeted by The devil
The lazy devil
Will only be in the distance
Silently watching the angel
The devil has
You will only become an Angel if you are targeted by The devil
The lazy devil
Will only be in the distance
Silently watching the angel
The devil has
You will only become an Angel if you are targeted by The devil
The lazy devil
Will only be in the distance
Silently watching the angel
The devil has
You will only become an Angel if you are targeted by The devil
The lazy devil
Will only be in the distance
Silently watching the angel
The devil has
out of touch
We were let down
Tossed aside
Only elders
Can survive
Our only dream's
Dead inside
Told by father
That's the price of life
If only they
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
there, I'm
Still act nigga, aha, yeah
Pain in my life I gotta put it in flows
If I didn't I'd go crazy
Drive myself off the road
I never crossed a nigga by
“Vegas”
Written By: Donovan Jr., Cintron,
Well I watched her cross the boardwalk,
With a purpose and a flair,
Saw the richness of her lipstick,
wasn't just a dream
The earth was our heaven and we didn't know there were rules for us to break
And maybe now we'll find out too late what a clever hell
sleep
Do you hide their face from your mind out of sight?
Tell me how you sleep
We were kids in a candy store
Ate lunch by a roadside dinosaur
Shared
to my stomach
And there’s nothing you can do
You gotta love him (You gotta love him!)
It's
J.R., Jimmy Recard!
Raise your glass for the king
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
on by my specs
Every night i hop on fortnite
She sits there waiting for my cock
I love having fortnite e-sex
My favorite dinosaur is the tyrannosaurus rex
approval rating by serving your ass with words fool
Slam yo' back to the curve bra, like sanitation worker
'Cause ya trash, I'm taking out the trash and all
The crew doin' they thing out there reppin' us hard
Big up to Tiger Woods
Yeah, ya don't stop
Big up to Cuba Gooding Jr
Y'know, yeah, y'know
Taye Diggs,
dinosaur tongue has run out of time
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