Lyrics:
And not a drop spilled from his hand
No, no
No, no, no, no ,no
You could see it in his eyes
Touching natures grace
The buttered cups tattoed his warrior
supply the rations
No, you'll never catch me lacking
Clambake
Now it's opaque
Eyes closed
Now I see no fakes
Damn straight
I love my fanbase
Every show I
Promise, I'm not testing you
I wanna see the rest of you
I know I'd be the best for you
The world I can bless for you
You like to run and hide
Drive
See me in red, your favorite color
Get out of your head, you push me under
Your angry eyes were softer in my room at night before the sky was lit
down our guns
Allied lies everywhere you go
Radio Tokyo
Fasting, rations and ammo running low
Iyozo was the first to see the ships on the right
With
to become part of the best, geng geng geng
This one na the Afro, ma ge-ne-ration wan do
Pratice everyday music beats i dey grind tunes
Mid night pass 2,
And she already know
Where the hell I am at
These niggas want food
But they gon get some rations
Makin some moves
Like that shits a passion
What you gon do
We, we have to be strong
So sit comfortably now
Soon we'll see shows of clowns
The curtain opens in front of us
They're singing without sound
They're
HE?ROS
C’est en temps de guerre
Que l’on prote?ge les siens
Tout le monde se souviendra
De l’anne?e 2020
Aide soignants, infirmie?res
head to ground
Next candidate me see who fit fi wear mi crown
And such tender smiles amaze me
The way that she looks Sunday night
She should be
Ayy (ayy)
Shit, I remember being broke, had to ration all my shit
Niggas thought it was a joke, but now they see me living
And now they wanna
A simple proposition
A simple night of passion
Tell me I'm not crazy
Talk me down, give me ration.
Intuition is a home
Dusty with neglect
No longer
the weather
I couldn't though I'm beginning to
Though it's all so uncertain, cold
All the rafters cracked, all the copper sold
There's a ration back in
Hello, my sweet one.
Hold still until they pass by.
No, don't let them see you.
They'll take what's left of our lives.
Too late for the cameras
thats me
He shall see victory, then he'll prosper pay for my bitches bills whatever it will
Cost her, Money ain't a problem for me, still arguing
What
Antigua, yo we call that follow fashion (Follow fashion)
3.5 in my blunt, n**** you ration
(N****, you ration n****)
Moving that work, i'm a master (Moving
C'est ainsi mes amis j'ai changé de manières
Je ne suis plus le loup
Qui sort de sa tanière
Pour chercher chaque nuit
Sa ration de chaire fraîche
right next to me
And you wanted to (c'mon)
I take you fuckin' bullets - let's do this
P is deadly, he's just like his music
Come through like the Taliban
That's ok with you?
That's ok with me
I'm not here to judge the way you be
I got my own ccomplications the governmen't shoeless rations
Plantations is
for the quest, thank you for the vision
This vision that spawns anxiety trying to see
And feel why I'm living
Time is money, every moment is costly
So
Spitting blood in a sink in a German hotel bathroom
A wet clot of red gum juice, souvenir of wisdom's ration
Rinsing face, drying hair, humming "Oh
The next damn day he got hired hired
The only thing wrong with this plan
He only gets a quarter he's a quarter of man
CHORUS
Am Em C G Am
Misinterpretation
Gives these dogs their rations
Hold on to your seatbelt
The wall is coming
See you get your way
I would have you stay
If you leave me here
I don’t
ration at bay
The stereo hiss of
Everything that I miss
Keeps taking hold of this moment
How can they exist
I see robots in suits
I see lies over truth
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