Lyrics:
and whip em with my pistola
Smoking lots of mota, I'm the one que controla
I'm more Evil then Kenevil, people you see me in a Regal
Fuck my enemigos, 'cause
competition tailormade with razorblades.
Icecold, lampin' Flavor flav's: delicious.
Fulfillin' all your wishes if you wish for me to spit till you swim with
and whip em with my pistola
Smoking lots of mota, I'm the one que controla
I'm more Evil then Kenevil, people you see me in a Regal
Fuck my enemigos, 'cause
under my feet
Oh this feeling so sweet
Won't you dance with me?
We all want love and happiness
As long as there is heart within our chest,
As I help the sun go down with a king cobra tall can
It stares at me with a wandering eye
Saying save me only you can save me
In your castle-free
Here we go, baby!
Oh, you got a party goin' on?
With bullshit people and bullshit songs
I guess my name's on the guestlist, but if not
take
for sympathy
Dim the lights, feeling only the breeze
Set your worries aside for now
And come with me into the dead of night
I can take away reality
of me
That raw sun goes and gets itself lodged in my throat
And I choke down my tears, but I can't get no relief and
My heart leaves with you, and I'm
Yeah
Yeah (ayy, Castro go crazy)
I just took a flight to LAX, girl, I just checked in
She caught me out with some next girls and I regret them
(Uno got the streets goin' crazy)
Turn me up, nigga
(Murda with another one)
I had to buy a Yachtmaster for all the boats that I done sold
He
This is a love affair with consumer despair, an emptiness I can call my own an arbitrary sanctuary where we deposit prayers to a dispensable God.
to the ground
Got nothing but ashes in my eyes
It's black and cold as night
I wish I was there with you by your side
I don't know if I can sleep well tonight
of an adventure, children)
(Don't spoil it with too many question)
In the nursery, you were never by yourself
There was quite another world upon your shelf
Shaking the bars
Eyes wild with fear
I don't belong here
Nobody wants to hear the twelve bar blues
From a guy in platform shoes
America
Our house is burning down
Our house is burning
Down, down it burns down
Our house is burning down
Ask me why a dream gets you by
But let it
Bear your poisonous thorns
Walk into traffic
Running with open knives
Searching for mercy here
That I'm too weak to find
To take my deepest breath
I
I'm alone above the atmosphere
And no one looking up can find me here
'Cause I can close my eyes, and disappear
When I climb the stairs, to watch
Wasting your life on the sidewalk,
When you can be out on the street, dodging cars,
As they go by, the wind goes right through you.
Life
my life
Fat children took my life
Well, some passers-by took me to the station
The police force was elsewhere,
Putting bullets in some guy's head
never die
Lying on a bed
With Apollo in my arms
Doing everything we shouldn't
And being killed by her charms
I've got Apollo in my heart
She's
And I'll think on it kindly many a mile
When I am gone from here
I'll take the good times with the bad
Times are nothing sure
I've learned the while that
for the moon
To even the lie damn him
In that halo
Evil
Round that halo
Evil
It hangs by evil
You revolve now with my echo
You rose
So here we are at the end
And at the same time we're at the beginning
Of this misadventure
Why I had to go down a dead end street
At two hundred
That we project our greatest fears on death and forget our power
I want to live my life in close touch with the sacred
Pacify disturbances of the mind,
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