Lyrics:
Prince Louis Battenberg is burning the Admiralty lights down low
Silently sifting through papers sealed with a crown
Admiral Lord Fisher is writing
bitch, all drinks on the house like Snoopy
That's why all the real soldiers salute me
Trill nigga, for real
Huh, you know I love this
YOLO, you only
Beneath the white fire of the moon
Love's wings are broken all too soon
We never learn
Hurt together, hurt alone
Don't you sometimes
Wish
In a tiny little house me and my girl
Take a little trip around the world
In the moonlight, in cheap black and white
We love to lay around in
loves company, please stay a minute
Kryptonite to a hypocrite
Zip your lip if you dish it but can't take it
Too busy getting stoned in your glass house
bitch, all drinks on the house like Snoopy
That's why all the real soldiers salute me
Trill nigga, for real
Huh, you know I love this
YOLO, you only
Rolex, gold chain
Fuck my young niggas, XO gang
Get so drunk you forget your name
Incense, burning, smoking out to my own shit
Got black wood in my
Forgive me Father
show me your unfailing love
There is no other
have Mercy on your wayward son
From grace I fell
opened up my eyes in hell
brimstone
love for Feleena is strong and I rise where I've fallen
Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle
I feel
foreign candle burning in your eyes
Held to the past, too aware of the pending
Chill as the dawn breaks and finds us up for sale
Enter the fog
on a rampage, couldn't see what I wrote I write small
It says ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with white walls
Had a fire in my heart, and a dire desire
great God,
To love one that never will be true?
First time I seen my true love
He was walkin' by my door.
The next time I saw his false hearted
you envious that for you it's not?
Sweet like honey, karma is a cat
Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me
Flexing like a Vegas acrobat
Me and karma
everyone would love to drown
Now it's gone, they say it doesn't matter what for
When you build your house, then call me
It was just like a great dark
of the burning heart
And now for the dreamers, and those who have dared to believe
The flames call us deeper into the great mystery
For as we draw near
white El Dorado
Cruisin' through the trees
Slippin' through the shadows
Of what used to be
Back in the days, living in the summer of love
Living in
eyes
I just wanna get high
I am the great collector
I tally catalog and hold to the light
Forgotten scenes of love
Some of them were mine
All
foreign candle burning in your eyes
Held to the past, too aware of the pending
Chill as the dawn breaks and finds us up for sale
Enter the fog
pinching
Grifting, grifting, grifting
Keeping off the radar
Ripping off what they are
House of guilded swindlers
Brick by brick, unbuild them
Grift
goes by too fast
It'll take you anywhere you want to go
And every memory will bring you back
Down this road there's a small white church
Daddy
high
Washington was my destination
And now, who am I?
I'm the chosen party giver
For the White House clientele
And they know that I deliver
What
We've been indoctrinated and convinced by the white racist standard of beauty
The overwhelming popularity of seeing, better off being, and looking
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled in
awhile that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me
Ah yes, I was wrong
Again, I was wrong
Life is lonely again
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