Lyrics:
long to figure out
What this book has been about
Now I write when I'm away
Letters that you'll never read
You said go explore those other women
home first I guess and then Bob and then Tommy and then Dan
By then dad's hair was turning white and I sort of had to be mama's little man
But you
Don't judge a book by its cover if you don't even read
There's no shame in saying that you're not up to speed
No you're just scared
Yeah you
bread
He gave her truth from all the books he'd read
She wrote her poems inside the mud
Sacrificed her cervix to fix the future
Named their poison,
While they wrap that rope 'round his head
And old Mr. Avis, I want you to turn them pages
And read what the good book said
Then John Brown spoke with
age that you had read, and I went in for the kill! I'd read the same books, I learned to ape the motions of a sensitive human being, and we were oh so
home first I guess and then Bob and then Tommy and then Dan
By then dad's hair was turning white and I sort of had to be mama's little man
But you
And you've read me front to back
With my secrets coated in black
I know you never asked for a novel
The pages swelling like an orchestral soundtrack
Don't
your music tonight
I saw her by the organ
She was laughing while pressing the keys
She said my favourite book was dirty and
You should not show you
that's too hard to read it
But if you look you'd see how you look through me eyes
But now one more chapter's gone by, and I know
It's time to move
the worst
PG the greatest
Where I'm from
All these n*ggas being raised
By they momma
Can't read a book
But they all toatin' Llamas
On the block all day
an ideal home, nothing you do can go wrong
In an ideal home, everything's safe and you can
Sit by the fire, read a good book or watch TV
Miserable songs
Manimal - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
Wipe away the fucking dust of generations before
We're starin' at our
Sat here by this stony brook
Until the grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children?s book
Thought that I was lost
He was on his
away
What to do for I've heard they are good
But we've also been told they can't be understood
By simpletons like me, and should never be
So why try
dear?
We made that clear,
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer,
They never
dear?
We made that clear,
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer,
They never
gettin' by
Brunch with some Qatar royals and my cup is all oil
You know it's real when your niggas will take the fall for you
All loyal so you keep
one was making noise ain't it a breech of
Trust look in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book by its cover
Word to the muthafucka I, I didn't studder
have the key
Something's there I cannot see
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
Hmm...
I've read these Christmas books so
the legend of Heath-uh Ledger
My suicide notes barely legible
Read the bottom, it's signed by The Joker
Lorena said I never can leave her
She'll sever my
know your brother (Ooh do you hear me)
Love thyself as well as thy neighbor
Hand inna the air and read the Holy Scripture, me bawl
Give thanks
facet of every life is regulated|and directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by|the benevolent wisdom
Of self help and new age that you had read
And
I went in for the kill
I'd read the same books
I learned to ape the motions of a 'sensitive' human
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