Lyrics:
three for getting down without a doubt
I'd like to give a extra special out to Jet Jaguar, the sun, moon and star
The Monster Island Czars, y'all know
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
George duke (keyboards, trombone)
Martin
four eyes
Told my momma
I'm afraid to fucking die
She looked me in my eyes
Says Georgie reach for the sky
Momma I might die
Call 911
Save my life
Tryna
Got em shook when they reach for the covers
They know when I'm done spitting the box and the beat have been punished
Obviously you don't want it
Hop in
[Nas]
Dear people of the globe
I hoped you in good health
By the time my voice hit you
I hope in all wells wit you
My mission is to bail wit you
Touch
on the move
I do not relate to you
Cash out with ease cause I work for the Loot
Catch me I flew by the moon
Catch me I flew by the moon
Nigga can't talk if he
Getting greeted at the stage door by my awesome family
It's safe to say that I'm romantic
Hopelessly
Hopelessly
Hopelessly
"George Bailey I'll love you till
for a sin he did at the ripe old age of ten
Yes, George took his father's great axe and he chopped down the tree
So some things it seems can't be fixed
This is a hold up, hands high, reach for the sky
I rep S.I., the unpretty, word to Left Eye
New York Shitty, put they weight on it
And who better for
I ride into your mind by surprise on phased lasers
cnd slice into your eyes like Bunuel with crazed razors
Cuz yes I am un chien andalous
at the
Strawberry moon
In the pink sky
With my baby by my side
We look up at the
Strawberry moon
In the pink sky
Got my baby by my side
Reach my garden
With your
of passed times
Thinking of good times thinking of you
Games' the game much more to play
We shoot for stars and hit the moon
Stick together come whatever
We
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon
You were there in the turnstiles
With the wind at your heels
You stretched for
of your dark
The moonlight gifted is the light by which I find the way
The voices murmur, dancing puppets for another play
I see no retied strings, toys
right... (yea that’s right)
You reached for your wallet... (don’t reach for your wallet)
Now die...
DIE
DIE
DIE!!
Don't Kill Me
DIE
DIE
DIE!!
Don't Kill Me
by the drag of the moon
We ran through the forest
And we ran through the streams
And we ran through the heather
Though we ran in our dreams
la la la
As I travel down lifes highways
Thinkin the days gone by
I'm a city man but my heart keeps
Yearnin for some bluey country side
In
the moon was out
Was still fucking by time that the sun was up
Tell the truth had a bitch really fuck me up
Had me acting like I was in love with her
Watch
to know my team
I be like OMG, they be like woe is me
You can keep searching for pity I got goals to reach
Watch how I grow these seeds throughout my poetry
three fifth human
And they thought they could enslave by disconnecting from the truth
Brother George is back again and never did look finest
It is time
To get by, mmm
So why don't we just play a song that means a lot to you
But if the notes are tricky then I won't know what to do
That lick was stolen,
livin' for that day
But who am I to reach so high
And who am I to raise my eyes
Want to live I want to die
I can't do anything I'll tell you why
'cause they thought this shit was sweet
I never felt free, freedom cost a fee
Why it cost to learn some shit that don't apply to me?
Reach for the moon
She twinkle like a fairy
She got an eye for fashion
A fit check assassin
Challenged by a risk, she would dare me
We can work through the weeds, I think
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