Lyrics:
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
happens there."
"Oh no, no, we no, we weren't there
We didn't live with you, in your Section 8 household
We didn't live with the narcotics and violence
all in my face
It get serious it ain't no game
So I got to keep that thing at my waist
Which part of no games niggas don't understand
Your dealing
infrared nigga, dead eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin'' ta live it
Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz
're cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
or forget the essence, from which I emerged
P is sick, so save that bullshit for the burbs
Live up to my word, if I got beef, niggaz comin in herds
We
If tomorrow the world ends
And in the morning the sun don't seem to shine
I will stay here forever
Standing right by your side
You know they
Started when my parents got in it
Limited my digital time to ninety minutes
That's an outrage for someone my age
How's a girl like me supposed
I emerged
P is sick, so save that bullshit for the birds (nigga)
Live up to my words, if I got beef, niggas comin' in herds (nigga)
We flush
Excuse me sir
Can I trouble you for a kiss
Seen most of the world
Most the world is famous
Feel it
We're in this
Don't live like a virgin
Die like
Through the path of life
A world we leave behind
Ilusions in the dusk
Time will never come back
We're walking with some rules
Betraying our hearts
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
the killing floor!
Meat wagons are rolling out, fuelled by the holy words of hate.
We consecrate our world, an abattoir.
Death is life in the eyes
a part of our universe
It has symmetry, elegance, and grace
These qualities we find always
In that which the true artist captures
That which the true
a world in which is pretty
Not cluttered by all the pain and all the guilt
Not cluttered by all the pain and all the guilt
We'll leave this town and find
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
uninteresting, so normal
Looking at passers-by
None of which look at my face
None of which speaks to me
Well, everyone lives in isolation
Sometimes or from time
the crown had been broken
Westward in saddle and wagon it went
And till the railroad linked ocean to ocean
Many the lives which had come to an end
While
with G's mean
My rite of passage I die and hatch with
Keys to Paths which are given by the classic masters
I'm entering a secret world of ancient
On and on my soul was longing
For us to live this union
Wanted nothing else in life except
To just be with Him
Felt like nothing in this world
Could ever compete
All that remains is sweet decadence
As our lives are bargained, bought and spent
The endless crimes before our eyes
But we just watch as the world dies
nothing to explore
Distracted by lies they create and live in sin
The only truth is found within
The world so green
We stay behind the scene, unfeeling
achieved
Our bodies are many, our mind is one
A plague upon the world by which we're conceived
Our fall will echo for ages to come
Always unheard in a space
full of challenges
We are just guests passing by
Love your friends
cnd take care of this world in which you live
Love your friends We are all guests
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