Lyrics:
no who is that knocking?
Take cover
It's love
Open up
It's love
Open up
It's love
Open up
It's love
Open up
It's love
Open up
It's love
Open up
It's
em drinkin and my habit to smoke
Wit they points and they publishing, no rubbishing
Dem keys that's coming from Tiawana
Is supporting my gambling, more
as a
The one that you No'd
But the one that you quoting
The one with the code
Ain't no cracking it open
My shawty a token
Appreciation
White toes
In heels
SONG: Tasteless
WORDS and MUSIC: The Dead Abigails
Published by: Blue Pie Publishing USA (ASCAP)
Intro
Calm within hate
I'm ok
Chorus
You didn't
I'm on a journey
I've set my sights out
To the open road
This is survival
Out in the wild
My greatest teacher
She lives inside
Coming alive
Out
for the Kaepernicks
I’m the rapper
Never slap a bitch
But pop open the republican cabinet like
They called me cashes
But now the call me fascist
All you
need you, yeah I swear
Got my hands up in the air
Eyes Wide Open for ya
Just let me adore ya
Put no one above ya
We've made so much progress
Let's just
Let me see your hands in the air
I remember dreaming bout
The things I do right now
Late I find on to a cloud
Scared to look back down
I remember
to me
Turn out to be what you'd never be
Air said to me
Turn out to be what you'd never be
Sweet sparks
Open and surrounding
Blue waves
Open
some air to breath
I'm underwater, I'm underwater baby
Why can't you help me swim?
I'm underwater
Without your love, I just can't live, yeah yeah yeah
Paradise City
© Taasha Coates, Danika Coates & Tristan Goodall 2008
Universal Music Publishing Pty Ltd
Well you've left me here in paradise city
Show me what you wanna do let's go
I just wanna shake it shake it shake my rump shaka
Make it make it make it don't break em
Hands all in the air cover
'Cause I'm on it, best believe I own it, publishing and masters
I mastered my craft and yeah, you know my foot's on the gas
And I be goin', wasn't 'posed
the block y'all should open your eyes
I come from nothing but drugs and the crime
I sung out, oh yes I made it alive
Shouts to the fans and they gave me
open, right now it seems to be more than enough
To just be here today, and I don't know
What the future is holdin' in store
I don't know where I'm
I am a man, man man man, up up in the air
And I run around 'round 'round 'round this town town
And act like I don't care
So when you see me flying by
Let me see your hands in the air
I remember dreaming bout
The things I do right now
Late I find on to a cloud
Scared to look back down
I remember
Hope niggas fucking with this here, you hear me?
But what I'm having problems understanding is
Niggas like, man you know, let me open doors for
Gyal I wan ya buss it open for me
Gyal I want you
Gyal I want you
Gyal I want you
Gyal I wan ya buss it open for me
Gyal I want you
Open your heart, your mind, your soul
Open your heart
Open your heart, your mind, your soul
Open your heart
Open your heart, your mind, your soul
(wide open mind)
Man that's heavy
Doo, doo, doo-doo doo, doo-doo doo, doo-doo doo
There in the air
I wanna see you there in the air (See you there, see
in the air
We are the ones that will open your mind
Leave the weak and the haunted behind
We are the ones that will open your mind
Leave the weak
is what we'll do
(Go west) life is peaceful there
(Go west) in the open air
(Go west) where the skies are blue
(Go west) this is what we're
is what we'll do
(Go west) life is peaceful there
(Go west) in the open air
(Go west) where the skies are blue
(Go west) this is what we're
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