Lyrics:
would be missing
If you didn't have him to sing
To sing about
Three headed monsters
They want your money wanna be in the picture
Be your friend
I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger.
It looked as if, it were taken in the forties sometime,
Judging by the style.
He could be
I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger.
It looked as if, it were taken in the forties sometime,
Judging by the style.
He could be
Let me show you how much I care
I need those eyes to tide me over
I'll take your picture when I go
Gives me strength and gives me patience
But I'll
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year
blowing out candles
The breath of God breathed all over you
Anointed woman of God
I see God in you when I look in your eyes
It’s no wonder I am drawn to you
We delight in the law of your word
We delight in the son who was perfect from birth
We delight in the day he's returning to earth
Hallelujah
We will
limericks carved
By the old pay phone
[Chorus]
And in your picture book
I'm trying hard to see
Turning endless pages
Of this tragedy
Sculpting
picture just looks so trash
Your body make a baller spend cook coked cash
Plus every good girl wanna go bad
And poles in the mag like Stacy dash
Or Kim
sweet memories
And he keeps her worn-out picture in a dresser by his bed
Everyone has someone they can't forget.
Everyone remembers someone who used
and satanic verses
It takes place in the world, perfect, mine and yours
Heard when it rains, it pours
I came to bring the pain once more (once more)
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year
first curl to your picture I've tend in mem'ry of you dear old pal.
for what you possess
We could live in my Plug Two home
And on Mars where we could be all alone
And we make a song for two
Picture perfect things
bright and blue
Looking like a baby picture of you
Walking down the path, your suitcase in your hand
The howling at your back, a brand new man
Be a perfect
A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together
chasing the moonlight
My cinnamon girl
Ten silver saxes,
a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes
livin' rather large, in fact
Take out the camera, Salt, why? I wanna picture that
Make sure it's focused or you may only not have noticed
Before I cut up
Look through my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision impaired by the high
No cares on my mind
Couple dares, that is fine
My picture was in full frame
But my
a couple days
Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised
Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves
Gave LeBron a billi' not to run away (Yo!)
10
here,
But it hasn't moved in years,
I'm breaking up inside
[Chorus]
Hang on to your girl,
'Cause this is an unfriendly world
Birthday cards from
the beasts to eat
A party animal that's livin' rather large, in fact
Take out the camera, Salt, (Why?) I want to picture that
Make sure it's
And picture this, your little boy even on TV
But I swear it's off the heezy, Weezy
Say it's cool, you can believe me, I like how they treat me
I'm doin' what
Midway hawkers calling "try your luck with me"
Merry-go-round wheezing the same old melody
A thousand ten-cent wonders, who could ask for more?
Resident Dweller, your lucky number is
You may already be a winner
I've suspected this for years
Still in all its good to hear
They're pulling for us
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